Does it make me a bad mom because I taught Emma to sing "Single Ladies" by Beyonce? I caught her saying the "Oh-o-oh-o" part and helped her learn the chorus. Now she can sing...
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
Oh-o-oh-o
If you like it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
If you like it, the you shoulda put a ring on it
I'm a horrible mother, aren't I? But it is so stinking cute. It cracks me up every time.
That little girl just loves to sing. She even makes up her own songs and sings about her dolls, our family, the dog, etc. We went to the park on Saturday and we were playing in the sand while she sang fairly loud. She was singing about a sunny day, and I'm not sure if she was making it up as she went or not. Another little girl was digging in the sand with us and didn't want to be left out, so she sang "la-la-la-la" too.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Bedtime routine and the not-so-routine
Putting two very talkative little girls to bed in the same room isn't always easy. They like to talk, giggle, play with toys, stall by going to the bathroom 100 times, or sneak into the living room. Some nights are easier than others. Last night we had a slight emergency (Emma) and slight hysterics (Kate).
About 5 minutes after we put them to bed, we could hear Emma whimpering and Kate calling us in the room. When I went in, Emma was coughing and sneezing (though it sounded fake to me). When I asked her what was wrong, she said she had a flower stuck up her nose. Again, I thought she was pretending to be allergic to flowers because of a kids show that we had just seen where one of the characters is allergic to wool. Turns out, she was serious. Eric had seen her playing with a teeny-tiny little flower shaped bead, and sure enough, it was stuck way up her nose. Eric tried to pull it out with some tweezers, but Emma kept sniffing it up. As soon as Kate saw the tweezers go in Emma's nose, she freaked out and started wailing hysterically. I don't know if she thought we were going to hurt Emma, or if she thought Emma was going to be hurt by the bead up her nose, or what. So Eric had to handle Emma and I had to handle Kate. Eventually, Eric got Emma to quit sniffing, and blow it out of her nose on her own. What a relief! Kate was still shook up and made us tell Emma over and over again not to put things up her nose. She gets so worried about Emma!
On a more heart-warming and less traumatic night, I overheard the girls talking at bedtime and was just about to go in and tell them to be quiet when I actually heard what they were saying...
Emma: What Katelyn? I can't hear you.
Kate: I love you, Emma.
Emma: I love you too, Kate.
Awwwww! My little sweeties!
About 5 minutes after we put them to bed, we could hear Emma whimpering and Kate calling us in the room. When I went in, Emma was coughing and sneezing (though it sounded fake to me). When I asked her what was wrong, she said she had a flower stuck up her nose. Again, I thought she was pretending to be allergic to flowers because of a kids show that we had just seen where one of the characters is allergic to wool. Turns out, she was serious. Eric had seen her playing with a teeny-tiny little flower shaped bead, and sure enough, it was stuck way up her nose. Eric tried to pull it out with some tweezers, but Emma kept sniffing it up. As soon as Kate saw the tweezers go in Emma's nose, she freaked out and started wailing hysterically. I don't know if she thought we were going to hurt Emma, or if she thought Emma was going to be hurt by the bead up her nose, or what. So Eric had to handle Emma and I had to handle Kate. Eventually, Eric got Emma to quit sniffing, and blow it out of her nose on her own. What a relief! Kate was still shook up and made us tell Emma over and over again not to put things up her nose. She gets so worried about Emma!
On a more heart-warming and less traumatic night, I overheard the girls talking at bedtime and was just about to go in and tell them to be quiet when I actually heard what they were saying...
Emma: What Katelyn? I can't hear you.
Kate: I love you, Emma.
Emma: I love you too, Kate.
Awwwww! My little sweeties!
Monday, March 16, 2009
Good Intentions
I had really good intentions of posting some new photos of the girls this weekend. I really did. But I wasn't feeling well, then Eric went out of town, and then on Friday night the girls got sick. We spent the whole weekend couped up at home, watching cartoons and doing laundry. You'd think that since I was home the entire weekend, I could manage to download some photos, but...obviously I didn't.
The girls are still stuffed up and coughing and hacking, but hopefully their stomach issues are gone. Maybe don't count on me getting the photos up during the week, but maybe next weekend?
The girls are still stuffed up and coughing and hacking, but hopefully their stomach issues are gone. Maybe don't count on me getting the photos up during the week, but maybe next weekend?
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