1. (Pulling up to Grandma Marianne's house. No one is outside. I get out and open Mollie's door.) Mollie (shouting): I'm here! I'm here everybody! I'm coming! I'm coming!
2. Mollie went to bed a few nights ago at 9:00 p.m. All was quiet. At 10:30 p.m., Cory came home from school. I say, "Hi, Cory!" And from somewhere in the back of the house we hear a muffled cry, "Daddy! I'm sleeping!"
3. Mollie and Dad went to the fair with his family without me because I went to the planning commission meeting. So a few days later I took Mollie again, just the two of us at the fair. I said, "Mollie, what should we do first?" She replied, "Um...see the quilts!"
4. "Mollie you are a good singer!" "No! I am a Mollie!"
5. Mollie is potty training and figured out a new technique to stay up later than her bedtime. One night after the third time of her calling out "I have to go potty!", getting out of bed and then not going potty, Cory called her bluff: "Mollie, do you really have to go potty? Because you keep telling us that you do and they you don't. Do you have to go potty or not?
(Pause - Mollie is thinking of how she can negotiate her way out off this)
Mollie: I went in my pants
Cory: (Not taking the bait) Good. It's time for bed then. Goodnight.
Mollie: (Lays down in her bed and goes right to sleep)
7. Me: "Mollie, you're the best kind of kid!" Mollie: "No, Mommy, YOU'RE the best kind of kid!"
6. My mom wrote me this email last week after she watched Mollie for me:
Mollie went through my purse, putting lip gloss on her nose, and between her eyes, as well as mascara. With the two black eyes, she flipped open my phone and hit the OK button. All of a sudden I heard her talking to somebody real on the phone, but hoped it was a family member, as I was in a deep conversation with a neighbor. Mollie just kept talking and talking in her own very deep conversation for a LONG time. When my neighbor left, I found her pulling down her "tulips" (pullups) in the bathroom and when I shut the phone which was off she said, "No, no, I'm talking to Caleb!" Lo and behold, in talking to Katie a bit later I find out that she called Katie and Katie put Caleb on and they had quite a conversation...at least 10 minutes or more. Picture Caleb walking around outside with the phone in one hand and his other hand on his hip. Picture Mollie saying, "Caleb, come on to Grandma's," "I can't," says Caleb, "My mom says it's far away." Mollie replies, "Can Abby and Hallie come over?" Caleb (after asking his mom), "No, they live in Kansas." Mollie, "Oh."
Who IS this child?
Sep 17, 2008
Sep 12, 2008
Two is Too Fun
I have realized that it's a good thing that two-year olds are so funny. If they weren't, life would be tough! Potty training, stubbornness, emotions that can go from zero to sixty in under two seconds...and did I mention potty training? All things that might put me over the edge. Today Mollie woke up real early and was getting busy real fast. I said, "Mollie, you wear me out." She said, "No, I don't wear you out. But I love you anyway." She's sure got a way with words . Some days I could eat her alive, but most days I could just eat her up! I love these recent pics!
Sep 11, 2008
Rezoning opens the doors for future businesses to bring in more big box-like stores. One of the reasons why Cory and I chose to buy and live in an old house in an old neighborhood is the integrity and character of the community. Changing the zoning endangers that. It’s too late with the Walmart coming in, but years from now Walmart may be gone and there might be a chance to revitalize that property into something the neighborhood can be proud of. I could go on and on…don’t get me started…
Sep 2, 2008
August-0 with Gusto
We went to the Scott family reunion in Oakley
We spent two days at the Caldwell cabin with Brandon, Grandma Jackie, Grandpa Larry, Brittany and Breanna (this is the ONLY pic I took. I am definitely NOT blessed with photography skills OR a nice camera. Working on the latter, however...)
Cory and I got to get away to Las Vegas for a few days. The only thing we won was a pair of really nice grandmas taking care of Mollie. LUCKY!
And that was our August, up close and personal.