Taurin's new BLING

Today we went to the mall... to get Taurin's ears pierced. 

This is the before picture, Taurin happily eating her sucker.

This is during... She didn't cry just got this concerned look on her face. 

But not a tear!

 ...and Wha LA! Earrings! 

She had a great time and picked out the blue flower earrings.

She's going to be 3 on Tuesday and it's a tradition to get ears pierced when the girls are 3 (if they want to). It's fun to think this is one of the family traditions that we've created... so many more to come. 

In the corner...

Today Shaw was in trouble and I put him in the corner.  For some reason his head ended up in the corner but his feet were about a foot away.  He was standing so still that I decided that would work. About 2 minutes later as I'm about to let him out of the corner I realize his head has slid down a bit and he is in a slight squat position. His little legs were shaking from muscle failure, but you could tell he was trying so hard to stay still. I giggled as I asked him to come to me, and he looked so relieved that he hadn't moved and gotten in more trouble.  What a good boy I have. 

(This picture was taken the other morning... He saw the camera and said something like "Cheeees!" and gave me the little head tilt... What a pro!)

What's Your Job?

We are driving in the car and we (Marinn and I) are talking about Andrew going to school.  I explain that when he is done with school he will be a cop.  And she replies with worry in her voice, 

"But mom if dad is a cop then who will be our dad???"

Me, "Marinn, he'll still be your dad. Being a cop will just be his job..."

Then I went on to explain different people with different jobs, aunts, uncles etc. So she could understand that people have jobs and are still other things.  

She starts asking about other people that I didn't mention and then asks, 

"Mom, what is your job?"

Me, "My job is to be a mommy."

Marinn, "Yeah and to do the dishes. And the laundry."

I laugh and tell her yes. 

Then she says, "And my job is to listen to you. And Taurin's job is to listen to daddy. And Shaw's job is to take care of my pony."

Well, I helped her straighten out all of that while I giggled to myself. 

I love her perspective and understanding on things : ) It makes me feel good to see that she notices that I do the dishes and laundry though. 

Black Daddy

Occasionally Andrew will get a part of a song stuck in his head and he will just sing it over and over... the other day he had, 

"Where are my black girls at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?"

We'd been in the car and he'd been singing it a lot.  Then out of the back seat we hear Marinn says, 

"Where's my black daddy at?" 

We all just cracked up... 

Well, you'd think the story would end here but it doesn't.  That night I was telling my mom about the silly story and Marinn overhears me.  Then from under the table we hear, 

"Where's my black daddy at?

Where's my black mommy at?"

I tell her that's enough and she says, "I've got one more."

"Where's my black Shaw at?"

I say, "Okay that's enough."

She says, "Where's my black car seat at?"

So, at this point it seems like the story is over but then we are telling the story again this morning and someone asks Marinn where her black daddy is. 

She points to Andrew. 

A little bit later someone asks Taurin where her black daddy is.

She says, "I don't have a black daddy.... I have a..... white daddy." 

Mermaid Hair

Taurin just came downstairs and said, 

"Look Mom! I have big mermaid hair!"

I was lucky enough to snag a picture. 

"It's up to You."

In the mornings the family usually hangs out in our bed, visiting and just goofing off before we all get up and start the day.  

The other morning everyone was up too early so we were laying down trying to go back to sleep.  Marinn rolls over looks me in the eye and tells me, 

"It's up to YOU mom." 

I ask, "What is?"

Confidently she says, "It's up to YOU to take a nap. I'm gonna go play now."

Shout Out!

I wanted to give a big shout out and thank you to one of my faithful blog readers Laurel John.

Sometimes when writing a blog I wonder who really reads this stuff? Not everyone that reads will comment... I know I don't comment on every blog that I read, but it's nice to hear that all different people of all ages are reading my silly stories and sometimes getting a good laugh.

Thanks Laurel for taking the time to enjoy some silliness from our lives!

Here are a few of Laurels favorite blogs from silly silliness.

This one is about an interesting switch made between friends...

http://sillysilliness.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-switched.html

This one involves a Dora toothbrush.... 

http://sillysilliness.blogspot.com/2010/11/toothbrush-addict.html