Selah's swimming in Legos this morning. I think we may have too many. And i just love Micah's innocent face.
Unrelated, this morning i heard commotion in the kitchen and this was the following conversation:
Me: what are you guys doing?
Micah: Selah has tomatoes!
Selah: SHHHHHHH!
At least one kid is still honest to a fault.
While she was in her room thinking about what she did wrong, she snuck out into Micah's room, climbed the shelves in his closet, got the basket down and dumped gross smelling lotion all over. No, I have not cleaned up the lipstick yet. Yes, I need a nanny. It is virtually always her fault that Bryan comes home to a frazzled wife, no dinner, messy kitchen, no clean laundry, and carpets that need to be cleaned.
Lipstick.
I haven't cried...yet. and I haven't beaten her...yet.
And I need to update on all the stuff she did last week. Shes been on fire the last couple of weeks. What was my reasoning against daycare again??
Like feeling disappointed to see an A- on the top of a paper with your name of it! It's actually just my blood type written on the top of the script for my glucose test and antibody screen/rhogam injection. But for a second I was taken right back to school days wondering where I lost points. And on a side note, crazy to think we're closing in on that point in the pregnancy already! Mr Elijah is 23 weeks along! 16 and a half and counting...
We are a very unartistic family. To the point of patheticness, really. But today, Selah and Micah are painting. And Selah tells me she made a rainbow. Micah says nothing, just hands me a paper. Believe it or not, Selah (who is 3.5) did the one on the left. And Micah (who is 2) did the one on the right. Selah is following the path of her older brothers and her parents. But Micah? We're impressed. May not be a true artist...but compared to the rest of us, it's shockingly good!
I can't complain. At least she waited until 9 am. But she also waited until Daddy walked out the door for a run. She claims she doesn't know what happened. I'm pretty sure I can glean from this picture a pretty good idea...like she felt the need to pour rice milk (that she managed to remove the seal on. Amazing.) Into the flower pots...that have holes in the bottom. Her customers were probably a little disappointed to receive empty, dripping cups.
Why bother. They would much rather play in the sand, with sticks, and with the storm grates than the playground. Kids.
I just caught Micah washing his own hands in the bathroom. He looked so big standing on a stool, having turned the water on himself and everything. I'm not ready for him to grow up!
If you can't get to the tropics...bring them to you! Or at least your table. For dinner the other night we had Macadamia nut encrusted Tilapia with a Mango cream sauce, quinoa with pineapple and mango, roasted green beans, and a tropical salad of spinach, bacon, mango, pineapple, green onion, and macadamia nuts with a pineapple vinaigrette. Besides the mango cream sauce it was all gluten and dairy free. Of course, I don't think the kids touched anything besides the tilapia and the bowl of plain pineapple. But you can't please them every night!
I guess a pot of oatmeal takes too long to cook for these two. And I guess someone left the cupboard open. So they got themselves some lunch. Someone needs to give them lessons in pouring. And, of course, after making them take it in the kitchen where it belongs, they dumped the bowl all over in there. Round little balls of Panda Puffs roll all over, especially when poured from a higher height. And then, they couldn't stop themselves from stomping on the balls and pretzels. Or throwing them, in Micah's case. I no longer wonder why the house is always a mess. And the dishes and laundry are always piled up. Along with the dust.
Selah only likes the meringue part of a lemon meringue pie. And if you don't watch her every second, you might catch her scraping the meringue off the rest of the pie once she's eaten it off her slice. No surprise there, I suppose.
Selah has a toothpaste addiction. And last time she ate it a couple weeks ago, I was suspicious that she had learned to open the doors with the child locks on them. But after much discussion and trying to trick her into opening the doors for us...we concluded she had not and someone must have opened her bathroom door and forgot to shut. However, I did not put new toothpaste in there, I just kept it in the kitchen. Until 2 days ago. Not only did I put one tube in there...I put two. And today, Jonah caught her eating both tubes. The larger one was still in the box and sealed. That one is empty. The smaller one was used a few times and is only about 2/3 empty. Gee, nice of her to leave some. The problem is, this is the only toothpaste she will use. Micah uses the orajel flavor with thomas the tank engine on it. Selah says it's too hot and screams the whole time. It's not hot at all...it's baby toothpaste! Micah's is called tooty fruity and Selah's pinkie fruity. You wouldn't think there'd be a difference. And reading the ingredient list, you find there isn't. Until the last ingredient in Selah's, which isn't in Micah's. What is it? Sucralose. Gross. And i'm sure that is why she eats it.
