i can't help but laugh at some of the things my sweet girls say. sometimes i'm not laughing at their *ahem* words, but then there's the other times.
like when chloe says, "shmooz me". yes, that is "excuse me". and i would love to shmooz you chloe!
another great one...without me even implying that something that is going on is not a great idea or something that i don't agree with; chloe will say, "not okay, huh mom". where could she have heard that? hm...i wonder? do i really say it that much? i think that became a regular phrase i uttered while potty-training her; trying not to get too upset every 30 minutes, when i would step on another wet spot on the floor in any random part of the house. ahh, boy am i glad that's done for now. two kids, both potty-trained. feels so good that i'm thinking two kids is just the perfect amount! but then, there's still way too much estrogen in this house. a son would be great...hm...
in the hair department, nenna will protest most every do i try to make work with her shag, unless it's a pony tail. for some reason the girl is attached to them horses. easy enough for me! but oh so boring after months of the same thing. i guess that's one of those battles i'm just going to stop picking with her to keep the peace. no more tears please!