This morning Kid4 said
Her- I can see the moon…..
Me- yes, that’s the moon alright.
Her- is that where aliens live?
Me- oh… that’s what some people think.
Her- I think they DO! I wish I could speak Martian!

Do you ever feel like your kids ARE speaking “Martian”? Do you have days when they ask you things that you can't answer? Some days I feel like my kids and I are speaking a totally different language!

Here’s an example

Kid4- Am I going to dance on the OTHA day?
Me- Tuesday is the day you go to dance.
Kid4- The OTHA day?
Me- Tuesday is dance day
Kid4- do you mean the OTHA day?
Me- TUESDAY, tomorrow… not today!
Kid4- so- the OTHA day?
Me- Yes honey, the “otha day” you’re going to dance.

And she’s happy.

Here’s another example

Kid4- can I change my birthday?
Me- nope.
Kid4-but I reaaaaally want Juuuuuulyyyy!
Me- Kid4 it doesn't work that way (the searching of the brain for a good way to explain it begins) Honey, your birthday is the day you came out of Momma's tummy and we can't change THAT day. It's your BIRTH day, not just a party day.
Kid4-why not because I want too.

me- Well honey, it's a day that YOU were born. It's a certain DAY, it ALREADY happened, we can't change it now. God picked THAT day for YOU!

Kid4- what if God changes his mind about my birthday?

me- well.... I guess if GOD himself changes your birthday then I guess we will change the date.

Happy again. conversation over.

Are THEY Martians? Do they speak "Martian"? Hmmmm….. the mind reels…..

Here's another good example-

Any kid of mine- can I drive?
Me- HA! not so much

CRAZY, I tell you, CAH-RAZY!

shake it up baby

This stubborn lovely little girl had a fun time at her christmas recital. She enjoyed every minute of it and having fun is key when your 5. I love having little girls!

no place better...

This is hanging above our home center (on the "porch"). I loved it so much that I want to make a banner for everything now. Just think- every Holiday, every birthday, new babies! I'm making one for my Mom for Christmas, one for myself for Kid4's room. I LOVE personalized things! I saw some beautiful banners on Etsy and was inspired to make a jillion, I ended up with just one for now, but I love it!

(please excuse the photo, my camera is on the fritz and Im using my phone instead)

to hang or not to hang...

There is no question!

and the award goes to.......

ME

Oh my…

So I’m the worst parent in the world.
Let me give you some background before I start telling you this story.
Kid1 was SUPPOSE to be home. I thought he was home.
That should be enough background for now.

Mr. B. was out of town and I was headed out to pick up Kid2 from work, she works at the dance studio. Kid4 asked if she could go with me, but I said no because she always falls asleep in the car if it’s after 5 and she goes to bed at 7 so a nap at 5 would be a very bad idea…

As I left I told her to go find her brothers downstairs and hang with them until I got back. I got into my car, I pulled out of the driveway, I turned down the street, I passed Bat Girls house, I left our neighborhood and headed to the main road that takes me to town to get Kid2 and I had a very bad mom feeling.

I called Kid1 on his cell phone to check on things and there was no answer. I called Kid3 on his cell phone to check on things and there was no answer… I then called our home number and Kid4 picked up (remember she is 5 and not suppose to pick up the phone). She answered in a very little and scared voice and this is how it went-

Her- “Hello”
Me- “Hi, can you give the phone to your brothers”
Her- “well… that’s the problem… I am home alone”
Me- (in a louder panicking voice) “Give the phone to your brother, he is probably in his room”
Her- (in a smaller more scared voice) “I checked his room, he is not there, I am home alone, I have looked everywhere”
Me- (in full panic mode) “KID4 there is NO WAY that your home alone! Your not old enough to be home alone (incase she was wondering)!
Her- “I know, but I AM home alone. I’m scared, should I go outside?”
Me- “NOOOOO! Just don’t move, I’m coming back…. Don’t worry…..”

SO…. She was home alone probably only 6 or 7 minutes but I was freaking out and so was she. Thank goodness I was able to talk to her while I turned around (like a madwoman I might add) and got back to her.

WHERE was Kid1 you ask? Kid3 had found “the coolest underground water system in our neighborhood” and Kid1 just “had to see it”. He thought for sure “I knew he was leaving”… yeah, not so much.

Now I can never say “of course I wouldn’t leave you home alone… has ANYONE ever left you home alone?” Now that’s all shot… to you know where…. I actually left the kid home alone…

Bummer.

piercing palooza

My rotten darling little bossy 5 year old girl came home from school today and said-

Kid4 - Mama, ALL THE GIRLS at school have their ears pierced! Kelsey, Hannah, Naiah, ….. Lindsey, McKenzie…..ALL of them! They pierce ears at the mall!

Me- Yes they do! Would you like to get your ears pierced?

Kid4- YES!

Me- remember how I told you it hurts? Are you okay with it hurting you?

Kid4 YES!

Me- Did you ask your friends if it hurt them and how bad it hurt?

Kid4- NO, I knew you would say that! I don’t want to ask.

Me- it’s okay with me if you get your ears pierced but I just want you to know that it REALLY REALLY hurts for a little while and then it goes away.

Kid4- I WANT to do it, please please please??!

Me- okay! Lets do it. We’ll do it tonight!

She did it! She was so brave. (I was extremely nervous)

I have a few rules when it comes to my girls getting their ears pierced. They have to ask for it and want to have it done. It’s also okay with me to get ALLLLL the way to the mall and change your mind. Two more important rules are 1. I’m okay with crying, I understand it hurts but there is NO kicking and NO screaming 2. once you have had one ear pierced you MUST get the second done. I always explain this all in great detail before we start.

I almost cried when she had it done! I was so sad to watch it hurt her. She sat in Kid2's lap and buried her head in her sisters shoulder when it came time to do the 2nd one. She certainly cried a little but she didn’t kick or scream. She did end up totally thrilled with herself! It was such a treat to see her be so happy! She keeps singing over and over “My ears are pierced, I have pierced ears….. la la la la … pierced EARS, pierced ears!” It’s so cute! It’s the best thing in the world to watch your daughter be so thrilled with such a personal decision!

Imagine ! That preschool

Our school is a place we love and we can't wait to fill it with preschoolers.

Bat Girl and I were leisurely driving along Friday blindly following my bossy GPS going through a neighborhood I had never seen and admiring it when all of a sudden there was the most beautiful sight.

I know your thinking, fawn and her babies’ drinking water from a stream or something like that, but my friends this was a different kind of beautiful sight, a freebie kind of a beautiful sight! This was a porch in someone’s trash. It was columns, porch railings and all the things a girl could want right there being thrown away. As we passed it I said “could we use that for something?” We kept driving while we discussed the wonderfulness of the things we could do with our new found treasure and decided to turn back.

Bat Girl and I were not quiet or quick about loading it up but the previous owners didn’t seem to care. We got it all loaded up and let me be honest here, it wasn’t easy. I mean really people; it was 2 columns and a porch railing! Poor Bat Girl hit her head on it several times and once I came to a hard stop and feared for my sun roof!

After loading, unloading, painting and repainting, hammering, nailing, blood, sweat and not a single tear our preschool home center is in full rock star mode! Our preschool is coming along so well. Bat Girl and I are like the parents of a newborn baby, beaming with every inch of it’s bright walls and learning tools for our new preschoolers to explore.

Opening soon….

meeting the Pioneer Woman

Bat Girl and I took a day trip to Atlanta to meet The Pioneer Woman and buy her new cookbook. We had a great time! We waited in line for 4 hours but we sat on the floor and talked and laughed and had a fun time. We also discovered that we may be too old to go to a late night book signing… you live and you learn right?

It was totally worth it, she was sweet and so kind. After signing hundreds of books with not even a second of a break she smiled with a kind genuine smile at us and visited with us for a second. She was worth the wait!

**please pardon our blurry photo’s (how frustrating!)**

Our new school

This is the front of our new school! Isn't it the cutest?! We love it.
We worked so hard to get it all finished so we could take a little break before Christmas and get our gifts made, our houses decorated, cleaned and just breathe!

Guess who we are going to see today?
I'll give you a hint...
She has just published a cookbook is the mother of four punks and probably say's "yee haw" alot.
Can you guess?