That's what she said

--Shelby came bounding down the stairs one afternoon to show me she had created a map of our trick-or-treating route for Halloween. Clearly, she wants to be preared in ample time!

 --Shelby had been in her bed for probably 30 minutes after I'd tucked her in for nap one day, but she was still awake so I went upstairs to let her out of her bed for some "quiet time" in her room until naptime was over. I told her she could come downstairs at 3:40, and then when I went to leave her room I said: "Remember, at 3:40 you can stop playing to clean up & make your bed and then you can come down." Shelby quickly retorted, "No, I need to stop playing at 3:37 so I can clean up, and then I'll come down at 3:40." Touche, my friend, touche. But seriously, how did she get so smart?!

 --As we were driving to the aquarium earlier this week, Hadley started to whine about something. Before I had a chance to say anything, Shelby imparted her wisdom: "Life is life, sis. Whatever happens to you, it's just part of life." ;)

Love that neither of them are scaredy cats like me yet, they both willingly touched the snake!

--I walked into Hadley's room one morning after she woken up.
Me: Good Morning, Hadley!
H: I wanna get dressed.
I guess she was ready to get started with her day! ;)

Coloring with Daddy

--Shelby loves to make up alternate names for all of us when we're playing imaginary games. Hadley randomly came up with a new name for herself and it has stuck: "Chiney the man." And you have to saw all three words--Chiney the man--when you refer to her. ;)


--I have no idea how or why this started, but whenever Shelby talks about her or Hadley's birth she always refers to it as "popping out of Mommy's tummy." Well, on the day the Goins' twins were arriving, we were talking about the babies. At the end of our conversation, she asked: "Well, how are the babies going to pop out of Mrs. Angela's tummy?" At this point, I was busy doing something so I tried to pretend like I just didn't hear her to see if she would just go about her business. ;)  This was something Derek & I hadn't dicussed (ie. how much we would tell her how about babies being born), and I didn't know how honest to be with my answers! A minute later, she rephrased her question: "Well, I mean, what exit are the babies going to come out of? Her mouth? Nostrils?" ;)  I was literally dying at this point, I mean seriously?! And I quickly realized we were going to have to have this conversation right then & there whether I was ready or not, ha! I told her there were two ways babies could come of their mommy's tummy. Shelby is familiar with what surgery is, so I first explained to her that some babies are born through surgery by opening the mommy's tummy and then sewing it back together. Of course she couldn't let me off the hook that easy, so she followed up by asking what the other way way babies could come out was. Shelby refers to her private area as her "potty parts," so I told her that some babies come out of the mommy's potty parts when they are done growing. I thought that might be too real or too traumatic or too something for her, but she just thought about it for a minute and then stated matter of factly: "I want my baby to come out of my potty parts b/c I don't want surgery." ;)  When I relayed this story to Angela, she just laughed and said Shelby was taking her stance really early in life on the mommy wars over C-sections. ;) 

--As we were nearing naptime this afternoon, Shelby was having more & more issues with self-control. I'd already had a talk with her once about self-control and then there was another unnecessary outburt from Shelby. Before I could even get on to her, Shelby threw her hand on her face in an exasperated fashion and said in the most melodramatic tone of voice: "Ugh, I just wish I wouldn't have gotten up so early this morning! I woke up at 6:34, I'm so tired!" ;)