Best. Hair. Ever.

WOW.

More Conversation with P....

At the entrance to our part of the neighborhood there is a wooded area right next to a somewhat open field, where a LOT of deer like to roam about from time to time. P has become quite fascinated with these little guys and looks for them every time we drive by. This morning, we were on our way home from running errands and just as we turn the corner the conversation goes as such:

P: Deer, where are you?

Me: I don't see the deer. I guess they're in the woods right now.

P: They're sleeping.

Me: Oh, I see. They're sleeping.

P: Yeah, they're getting their boppies (pacifiers)

Me: Oh.

P: And their lions.

Deer with their boppies and stuffed lions. Now that's a picture...

Wal-Mart Fun

Taking the girls out to run errands is always an adventure...sometimes that's a good thing, sometimes it's a bad thing. This afternoon we went to Wal-Mart for a small grocery run...bread, veggies, you know, the essentials. So, I get P in the big part of the cart, S in the front seat and off we go to the produce section. First item on the list: serrano peppers. I grab the produce bag, put the peppers in, and go to my list to proudly check off item #1....when I see Sydney literally standing in the cart. She has wiggled her way out of the strap and decided that standing ON the seat is way better than standing IN the seat. I scold her appropriately and get her situated back in her seat. Off we go...

We are about halfway through the trip when P decides she would like to announce to all our fellow grocers that she "Has to go poo poo." After saying "I gotta go poo poo!" about 5 times loudly in a row, I decided to distract her with one of her favorite dittys "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands". The way we sing is that P gets to decide what exactly "He" has in his hands. Typically she wants baby sister, mommy and daddy, etc but today she decided that she wanted me to sing "He's got Presleigh's poo poo in His hands." Really? Does he really have poo poo in his hands? Gross.

And so the song goes. After we sing about Sydney's poo poo and even Larry Boy's poo poo I finally get her distracted enough to finish the trip in silence (not without avoiding the disturbed looks from passers by).

Oh S & P, life would be so boring without you guys :)