Good Snuggly Morning!

On most mornings, the two older redheads are up before Mommy and Daddy. They either go upstairs to play in their playroom, sit on the couch and wait for the TV to be turned on, or as in most cases, come wake us up.

This morning, the sun seemed to take its own time waking up and it was darker than usual so the girls actually slept in until around 6:45am. I was getting ready for work and didn't see them upstairs, on the couch, or under the covers on my side of the bed like they appear from time to time.

I crept quietly through the morning darkness and stood at the doorway of the girls' room so that I could see them but they couldn't see me. Morgan Dog was standing with his front paws on Emma's bed and Emma was delighted to be hugging him and just petting his head. Chloe was laying on her side with her head propped up by her little hand and she was quietly observing the actions taking place across the room.

After a quiet giggle she said "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww Morgan Boy!"

Good Snuggly Morning, Girls! Be good girls for Mommy today...

Mydoitmyseef

Dearest Little Chloe -

How you make my head spin. You are growing up so fast and talking so well. I hope you know how much your Mommy and I love you. I wish you could stay a baby for a little while longer but I know you must join your sister in Youngladyhood. You are more precious than words can express. You are growing into a wonderful little lady for sure and I love your independent spirit - especially the part where you smile real big and say "No Daddy - My do it all by myyyyyyyyyseeeeeeeeeeeeeeef". Kisses and hugs baby girl. Dream sweetly.

"Rated R" Rabbit

Today at lunch Emma and I had a short but interesting conversation:

"Daddy I'm watching Buster the Bunny." She said.

"Buster's a good show. Do you know what his last name is?" I asked.

"Yes. It's Buster.... Buster Bastard." She replied innocently.

It is amazing just how loud your eyes sound when you blink in complete silence.

Ballerina Soccer

I was putting Emma to bed last night and was pulling the sheets up and over her when she sat up in bed with this look of sadness on her little face.

"Daddy I can't find my ballerina soccer!" she whispered as not to wake her little sister who was snoring softly on the other side of the bedroom.

"What is that baby?" I asked.

"Well," she began, "it's for my ballerina and soccer." she said.

[She is taking neither ballet nor soccer]

"Um ok what does it look like?" I asked.

"It's orange and white and yellow and green and goes like this..." she said as she wiggled her finger in a downward motion.

"Ok great that helps a LOT!" I laughed

"THERE IT IS DADDY!" she said in a relieved voice as she grabbed it from under her snuggly yellow blanket.

"Well let's put ballerina soccer up here on your dresser while you are asleep." I said.

"Ok good idea - that will keep it safe!" she said I took what felt like paper from her little hands.

I put it safely on the dresser and kissed her goodnight and tucked her in. I went back into the den to continue working but my curiosity got the best of me and I returned to their bedroom to see exactly what was this prized possession.

It turns out it was a piece of paper neatly folded into quarters but slightly crumpled and moist from sweaty little hands. I walked over to the doorway so I could see this thing in the pale yellow light sneaking out of their bathroom.

I opened it up and saw nothing but squiggly lines on it.

It had to either be a list of things she wants to do, or a permission letter to take ballet or play soccer.

Good night my big baby girl.

May the soccer ballerinas pirouette happily in your dreams.