Can't Buy Me Love

Sadie wrote my to-do list on the white board today;

"Go too the stor
Git hugs an kisis"

Sadie informed me that I could kiss and hug her if I wanted, but she really wanted the chocolate kind.

Get Your Head In the Game!

After a sleepless week and many responsibilities, I was feeling pretty frustrated and sorry for myself yesterday morning. Sadie was demanding that I find her leggings. Jeff was frantically looking for his church pants. I am not quite sure why Brady was screaming. Everyone wanted me to take care of their problems. I was tired and I DIDN'T WANT TO!! (Stomping foot)
I told them all to take care of their own issues and I was going to get myself ready.

Sadie sat down on the stairs in front of me. She did her best impression of a coach trying to motivate his pathetic, loosing team.

"You are the mom. It is your job. Dad can not marry someone else today, so you have to do it."

It worked.

She Spilled the Milk

*Some "adult language" in this post.

Sadie: "Oh shucks! Oh Damn!..... Mom, is "Damn" a bad word??" (evil, knowing grin inserted here)

Me: "Yes, Sadie! It is a bad word! Where did you hear that word?"

Sadie: "It just came to me in the moment."

Priorities

Sadie: "Mom, what is more important?? Texting or making me lunch?!!"

Fashion Forward

Sadie got herself dressed today for preschool. She gave me very strict instructions on how to do her hair.

Sisters, Sisters

...There were never such devoted sisters...

Yesterday Bethanie let me in on a little secret. Skylar told Mattelyn that he thinks Bethanie is cute. (tee hee hee)
When I asked Bethanie if she thought Skylar was cute, she shyly shook her head yes. When I asked her if she had a crush on Skylar she most adamantly denied this being the case. This is how Sean and I know that she does, in fact, have a crush on Skylar.
The plot thickens... Skylar is an older man.. in the THIRD grade!
"Bless that lovely yellow school bus."

What makes matters even more interesting? Sadie also has a crush on Skylar.

Smart Aleck

Brady is the epitome of little brother. He loves to take things from his sisters, wave it in front of their faces, than run away giggling.
Brady is also becoming a little smart aleck. Last night he decided he did not want to go to bed. He was using his recently acquired escape artist skills to evade me. I was trying to persuade him by telling him that his favorite stuffed puppy missed him and really, really wanted to go to bed. Brady looked at me, grabbed the puppy dog, threw it in to his crib, than ran as fast as his short little legs could carry him.