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Oldest starting talking to this girl that lives in Germany recently. They have pretty much the same interests and likes, especially in music. The girl was telling her who and what bands she had got to see in concert. One being 5 Seconds of Summer. Which is Oldests favorite band. Sorry One Direction. She was telling me about the girl seeing them live and I asked if the band was coming here. She had to go look and yes, they are coming, in September. Tickets went on sale back last October.

So for the next few days, going to see them live was all she could talk about. We finally looked at ticket prices and the cheapest seats other then the lawn, (it’s an amphitheater), was 79.95 a piece. I told her I would have to go with her. She said she didn’t mind at all. Then we had to get her dad on board. Now being the kind of father he is, he always tries to give them more then we can afford or that they need. After looking, he decided she needed closer seats, which were right under 200 a ticket. I told him that was crazy and nuts and as long as she got to go, I am sure she would be happy with the cheaper tickets. Then a day passed where no one said anything about the tickets till later that night when Oldest broke and asked if she was still going to get to go.

The next morning, daddy gave her the money, in which she gave to me to deposit in the bank. When we got home, we ordered her 5SOS tickets.

Talk about one happy little girl.

Now excuse me, I got some songs to learn. πŸ˜‰

Girls Can Be Icky

Posted: January 24, 2016 in blog, Daughter, funny, kids, toddlers, tweens, Uncategorized
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My girls can be pretty funny and rather icky all at the same time.

This morning, they were both sitting in their Grandma’s room playing when I heard Little L sneeze a couple of times. Oldest comes running out a few seconds later. She makes it to the sink gagging and washed her hands. I was making breakfast, so I asked what the heck was going on. She said, “L sneezed and she blew out a bugger, it landed on her lip and before I could grab it, she licked it off her lip, then it was stuck to her tongue.” “She held it out for me to get it off, and I started gagging. That’s why I had to wash my hands, I had a bugger on my finger.” I started laughing and told her, “Well you are a good sister for getting the bugger off her tongue before she swallowed it.” Which, made Oldest gag even harder.Β  πŸ˜‰

 

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This was written last year around this time, and for the life of me I do not know why I didn’t post it. Read on…

My Oldest has always believed in Santa. She also believes that a fairy comes into her room and leaves money for her teeth, and that their is a big furry rabbit that scampers about at Easter, hiding eggs all about the house. You may think that she is too old for this. I might say I agree…atleast about the fairy and rabbit. But without believing in them, it may be hard for her to believe that there really is a Santa Claus. While we were painting on our crafts, she got to talking about Santa. “Mommy, some say that there really is no Santa Claus. Is that true?” I kept painting and said, “Well, they must not believe in him. If you believe, then he is real.” She was quiet for a moment then said, “OK, pinky swear that he is real.” We wrapped our pinkies together and I said, “As long as you believe honey, then there is a Santa.” She was quite happy with that and went back to her painting.

My hubby and my mom have both said that she knows that he isn’t real. I told them they are wrong. 1. Why would she bother to write a letter. 2. See above conversation.

She will catch on sooner or later. Maybe there is a tiny part of her that knows, deep down, that there isn’t a big guy in a red suit coming into your house and leaving those wonderful, expensive presents behind. But for right now, I am happy that she still wants to believe in him, ya know. And hopefully when that day comes, she won’t ruin it for her little sister, who is just finding out about this magical, wonderful time of year. πŸ™‚

Things have changed this year. Oldest did figure it out. I am rather relieved that she did. It was getting harder and harder to keep up the charade now that she is getting older. Now she can help me play Santa for her sister and so far, she is really enjoying it.

I took Oldest to her back doctor today for her checkup. It was supposed to have been back in October, but by the time I called to make the appointment, the earliest was today. The doctor is only at this clinic on Wednesdays, so we had to wait.

After waiting for over an hour we had good news. He actually saw a slight bit of improvement on the x-rays. He was very happy and needless to say, I was too. He said that her spine will never fully straighten, but something is better then nothing. Her next checkup is in 6 months. What a relief!

After that, we headed up to Target to look around and pick up the Cyber Monday orders that I placed. Oldest picked out a couple of things to get her sister, but couldn’t find anything for anyone else. I told her that was ok, we had time. After that, we splurged on a pretzel and a drink at the cafe and came home. All in all it was a pretty good day! πŸ™‚

Oldest came to me about an hour ago saying that her phone wasn’t working. Let me rephrase that, to tell me that her phone had a crack in the screen and she couldn’t get it to work. This makes the 3rd phone that she has busted in the past 5 years. She is always carrying this phone around. She has it in her hands constantly, even when she is doing her chores around the house. We are always telling her that she needs to lay it down, and stop taking it outside when she and Little L goes out to play.

I was wanting to get her a new phone for Christmas. I even hinted to her about it, but she said that she liked her phone and didn’t want another. Even after it malfunctioned about 3 months ago, and overheated. She couldn’t get it to shut off. We eventually got it apart, but the battery in this phone is behind a separate case that takes a screwdriver and Macgyver to figure out how to get to it. Luckily, it began to cool down. After that, I wouldn’t let Oldest keep it on at night. I didn’t want it to over heat while we were asleep and start a fire. Then the battery started losing its charge fairly quickly. She deleted all her apps and turned off anything that she didn’t use or need but it didn’t work. Now it seems like if your parent was mentioning a new phone and Christmas right around the corner, you would be jumping for joy and saying yes, but not her.

Are we going to get her a new phone for Christmas? No. Her dad won’t let me. He is pretty upset with her and now he is upset with me because I am letting her use my old phone. She can’t receive texts or calls but she can run on Wifi all day long around here. I did tell her that she can’t take it outside with her, it has to stay in the house. She is fine with that. It runs a little slow, that is why I got rid of it just this time last year, but it will work for now and let her dad chill out about it and I know he will. πŸ™‚

Well today was the day. My Oldest, once my little girl, once my only, turned 12. Yep, she has gone and done it. Even though I have threatened and begged please don’t get any older, it happened.

About 2 weeks ago, I asked her what she wanted for her cake this year. Last year we ordered it from Walmart, so this year she wanted me to make her one. On one of our trips to the store, she picked out the cake mix and icing. It was a tye dye cake mix and vanilla icing. I didn’t look at the instructions till 2 days ago. There was alot too it, but seemed simple enough. You just had to divide out the batter and use the included food coloring packets to make your colors. She decided on a 2 layer cake and she wanted to help me make it. We started on it around 12:30 today. After I got the batter made up and divided I opened up the 3 coloring packets. Now this was a messy part. The food coloring got all over my fingers because the packets weren’t but an inch or 2 big. There was not enough in them to do all the colors. Luckily I still had my food coloring kit from Little L’s birthday. We got all the colors made and started putting them in the pan. 30 minutes later, it was done. Simple, right? Wrong! I let them cool for about 2 hours. Oldest was driving me crazy wanting to icing them. I got out the icing and started mixing up the colors since we had a colorful cake, why not some colorful icing. I went to get the first cake out of the pan to set on the plate. It wouldn’t come out. It had stuck to the pan so bad. I was about to cry. Oldest was trying to help and getting mad at me because I was getting upset. She didn’t understand that since I was making it for her, that I wanted it to be pretty much perfect. I felt like I had never made a cake before.

After some work, we got the first layer out of the pan, but alot still stuck. I started to put the icing on it and oldest decided to work on the second layer. It broke in half and some of it still stuck in the pan. I told her to leave it alone while I finished up the first layer. I didn’t want it to break any more. I got it placed on top and smooshed it together and prayed that the icing would hold it. That’s when oldest said she wanted to do the icing. I walked away to do some other things, and when I went back, the cake, well, it didn’t look at all like I wanted it to. She got bored and went into her room, so I mixed up some more icing and went to work on it. As the icing got mixed together though, it was turning purple. You could still see some of the other colors, but purple was the main one. Could this cake get any uglier? I thought. When I got done, I pushed it aside, and hoped that it tasted better then it looked. Thankfully it did. πŸ™‚

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Oldest gives up way too easy and I don’t know how to get her to stay with something. She has always done this, so it is not new, but it gets very old and frustrating. The other day she picked up 2 small Christmas cross stitch crafts from Michael’s. She asked if we could get started on one this evening. I love cross stitch. It has been ages since I did them, but they were always lots of fun for me. We opened the kit and I read the instructions to refresh my memory and I started it off for her, trying to show her step by step what to do. I gave it to her and she immediately knotted up the thread. I had to fix it. Then the thread came out and she got mad. I told her to just start over. Count 6 from the right and 2 up. She did, but said she couldn’t get it going. I took it back and proceeded to get her started again. The thread was so light and the lighting in the kitchen was not helping. I told her that we can look at it better tomorrow in the daylight. I stressed over and over that it takes a few to get used to, but once you do, you will be hooked. I know I was at one time. She sat beside me looking at her phone, acting like she wasn’t interested in it at all. I am not going to do it for you, I told her. Because that is what she always says, she asks for help then I take over and do it for her. I want her to enjoy it and have fun. I know it sure passed the time for me on boring afternoons.

I have been busy working on some fall and Halloween crafts and came across a cute paper tutorial last night on how to make leaves. Since all we have are palm trees in the yard, I thought it would be nice to make a few for decoration. We started working on it and she couldn’t get the hang of it. It took me like 3 tries to finally figure out what the lady was talking about, since she only put in pictures no words. When I caught on, I tried to show her. She would do it backwards everytime. Then get mad. I told her don’t get mad, just keep trying. That is the way you learn. Her thing is if she doesn’t get it the first time, she just walks away from it. My thing is, I have to know how to do it. If I start it, I want to finish it. I sure hope one day she will feel the same way. πŸ™‚

 

Freaking Awesome

Posted: September 5, 2015 in blog, Daughter, funny, kids, toddlers
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Oldest told Little L a few days ago that she was awesome. The word stuck, she loves to say “awesome”. Tonight, when we were getting out of the tub, she was doing everything that I asked her to do. Usually it is nothing but an argument from getting in the tub to washing her body then getting out and getting dressed. But like I said she was doing everything that she was supposed to do. I told her that she was awesome for cooperating. She shook her head yes and said, “Awesome.”  “Yes, you are awesome”, I told her. She got up on the bed to get her diaper on and she says really loud, “I freaking awesome.” I had to laugh and asked, “Did you just say you’re freaking awesome?” She shook her head yes and said it again. “Where did you learn the word, freaking?” “Did sissy say that to you?” She looks at me and says, “No, baby said it,” and points to herself.

That’s my girl! πŸ˜‰

Why do toddlers have the uncanny ability to make sure that you look like an utter fool, by losing your cool and acting like an idiot in more ways then one?

We went up to Walmart to do a little shopping. Hubby wanted to get some stuff in the auto section. At first, Little L was doing great. Notice those words “at first”. I guess daddy was taking too long and she decided to take off running down the isle. Daddy and oldest both took off after her and didn’t catch her until they hit the electronics section. I heard her little screams twice and the second one, I could tell she was far away. After the workout/marathon race, we strapped her butt in the toddler seat. She whined a little, but the most part did ok. Then…

We were loading the truck and I sat L up in the back seat. She was having fun crawling all over the back seat and even got up in her seat. When daddy was ready to strap her in, she jumped down and wouldn’t let him put her back. He tried, and then had to walk away. One, he is afraid he will hurt her when she does this. Two, when he gets mad, he walks away. I got out and sissy and I tried. She wouldn’t go. She fell to her knees in the floorboard and wouldn’t get up. After a few threats, I asked her didn’t she want to go driving? She said yes and then got up in her chair.

We got home and after arguing with her to come into the house, daddy gave her a piece of candy. She was eating it, then decides she is going into grandma’s room with it. Grandma doesn’t like her to bring food in her room. Especially the melty kind. I got her out once, but she decided to go back. She was standing by her pillow with 2 very gooey looking hands. She already got some on her outfit and I knew I would never hear the end of it if she got it on her bed. I got her over to the door then out into the hall. This is where she decided to drop to her knees and get chocolate all over the floor.  I was already tired and just wanted to take my shoes off, so my words were not coming out the nicest to put it mildly. I got her up and walked her into the bathroom to wash her hands. Once again, she dropped to the floor. I snatched her up and stood her on her stool. She started wailing like I was beating her. Just wash your hands, that was all I wanted.  I got her hands and face washed, the whole time she cried. I took her back into the bedroom, put her on the bed and told her to go to sleep. Took her about 10 minutes and she was out. I hate putting her down so late in the day, but to save everyones sanity, I had to.

I know she will grow out of this stage. I do hope sooner then later. Cause one day, someone is going to think I have Terets with what comes out of my mouth when she acts that way. πŸ™‚

Oldest wants to learn how to cook and I am all for it. My mom never really taught me how to cook anything other then boil water. Oh I figured out how to make stuff like grilled cheese on my own when I was young, but she never showed me how to really cook. So with Oldest I try to show her whenever she is in the mood to learn something new. She found a quick and easy way to make grilled cheese today. They are called Grilled Cheese Roll-ups. She showed me the video and I told her go for it, seemed simple enough. She made three and gave one to Little L, she actually ate almost a whole one. (Her appetite isn’t fully back yet, so that was great that she ate it.)

First you cut the crust off a piece of bread, then you flatten the bread with a rolling pin or by hand. Add your cheese and roll it up. Put some butter in your skillet and fry those puppies up. Yum yum. The video showed that you could dip it in ketchup. Now I don’t like ketchup that well anymore, but she tried it like that and said it was good. Anywho, there you go. Something quick and easy for the kids when they get out of school for the day and are on the search for a tasty snack and don’t want to wait. πŸ˜‰

I would have added a picture but Oldest ate the darn things too fast for me to grab my camera. πŸ™‚