Kids say the darnest things...

They just never stop being cute....

As I was talking to Big Daisy about getting three C's on her final report card, she asked me what subjects they were in...I answered, reading, writing and social studies. To which she replied "Reading? But I did great on my TAKS, I was even committed!!" Don't grab the straight jackets just yet, she was actually "commended" (this may explain that C in reading) She's really a very smart kid, we just haven't yet discovered how to spark that desire to learn, or at least, to get the grades that make Mom & Dad happy. I think some bribery may be in order, maybe a video game for each nine weeks she makes A/B Honor Roll? we shall see...

No news is good news....

BUT GOOD NEWS IS BETTER!
(if you watch Dora the Explorer, sing along!)
I did it, I did it, I did it! Yo hicimos! I did it!
I went tons of classes, and studied a lot, yeah, I did it!
I gave up breaks and lunches, and all my free time,
yeah, I did it, I did it, I did it!
Made it into nursing school, I did it!!

And now I get to go to work my booty off some more! yeah! I'll be going into nursing school at 35 years old folks, wish me luck, and please send giftcards to Starbucks!

Troop or Troupe??

Why, oh why, did I have to have girls?? And why, oh why, did I volunteer to lead Big Daisy's girlscout troop. Because I love the pain, baby! Keep it coming! No really, spending time with a group of 10 year old girls should be listed as a form of torture, punishable by warcrime tribunal. These girls would make excellent covert operatives, if they got caught they could actually "whine" the enemy into submission. Drama queens, all of 'em. I don't know how these normally sweet girls can go from "0" to drama queen so quickly, but they do; and they tag team! I think it's a plot, a conspiracy, to keep parents worn out, hazy, unable to think straight. But I have a plan, it involves copious amounts of Starbucks and a cattle prod (to keep me awake and the girls in line). I'm envisioning some new badge work for next year, the first of which will involve taking a class in etiquette. (seriously, I love all these girls, especially when they're asleep.)

Stuuaarrt!!

If you were once a fan of Mad TV you'll get that title...
Yesterday as Little Daisy and I were leaving to run errands I found a couple of old animal crackers in her car seat. Being lazy, I simply tossed them in my yard for the birds. I guess the birds weren't all that hungry, because when I returned an hour or so later they were still there. LD, of course, got out of the car and promptly picked up one of these germ ridden, hastily tossed animal crackers. My heart started racing imaging what horrific diseases were awaiting entry to my little tikes mouth. I tried to take the offensive cracker away, but by this time she has established an iron grip. The cracker ended up being shredded in the process, I felt victorious, until I saw one small piece she had barely managed to cling to between her thumb and forefinger. As I started to reach for it she quickly (and I'm talking lightning speed quick) shoved it in her mouth and chewed with much satifaction. Seeing as how she seems absolutely fine, no vomiting fits in the middle of the night, no apparent tummy aches....I think we'll expand the 5 second rule a little.

A Pirate says Arghh.....

Right now Little Daisy is watching one of her favorite shows, the Backyardigans. Today the characters are dressed up as pirates and of course hunting treasure, LD is making the "arrrghh" sound along with their song.....too cute. I had to stifle my laughter so I wouldn't distract her. She is starting to say a few more words, of course she's gotten really good at Mama, now. But she usually only says it when she's trying to push me away from the kitchen counter. She almost always tries to keep me from doing dishes or making dinner. Even when i tried making dinner earlier, thinking maybe she was just really hungry by the time I cooked. Didn't help, she gets between me and the bottom cabinets and just pushes as hard as she can yelling "Mama!" And of course the other favorite toddler word "Uh, oh." Very popular these days. What's really funny is that we can tell the difference between what she calls grandpa and daddy, daddy is
da-da and grandpa is de-de. (soft vowel sounds) Sister is still "scissor", and the dolls are just now becoming "babies". Unfortunately I think I heard a "dammit" the other day. (he, he, wonder where she possibly could have picked that up....)

Can you hear me now?

Okay, so it's been forever since I've posted. Busy, busy, no rest for the wicked, or in this case, no rest for the troop leader. I'm a troop leader for Big Daisy's 4th grade junior girlscout troop. When these girls get together they get all worked up and jumpy. I'm considering requiring each of them to take a shot of NyQuil prior to each meeting or funtion. We planned our end of year get together tonight. The girls decided they wanted to go to Libby Lu, and then eat dinner out, and then, Yeah!! they want to stay over at my house!! (happy...happy...joy...joy...NOT!)
I'm soooo glad I have something to actually look forward to, this weekend I'm leaving my beautiful but exhausting flower girls in the care of their aunt and uncle. This month my hubbie and I will have our 12 year anniversay, and this is the first time we've ever taken a weekend to ourselves, intentionally, and planned stuff. He wants to take me for "good" sushi, as he puts it. He doesn't dig the sushi at our usual chinese buffet spot. I'm just looking forward to a whole 36 hour peroid of time where I don't have to chase anyone down, wipe anyone's bottom, or be the "Mom". (Of course, I am going to a party, and some of my friends can get pretty wild....maybe they'll behave....I did already threaten to take black mail photos...and who says I'm not planning for retirement!!)