Dreaming of Disneyland

That's what we've been doing since the day we got home...dreaming of Disneyland. I think Audrey told me 10 times on the way home that she is dreaming of riding on California Screamin' every minute! She loved it so much. Who doesn't? That ride is great! And, so is Disneyland...for that matter. We are already saving up our pennies for the next trip. Thanks for tagging along with us Grandma and Grandpa! We wouldn't have it any other way.

What is Appropriate?

I tend to use the word appropriate far too much. For some reason I think my 4-year-old and 6-year-old should know what this word means. I'm not sure if they have figured it out yet, but they sure like to use this word as often as possible. For example...Lauren came in the bathroom the other day while Adam was in the shower. A minute later she told Adam that "tails" are not appropriate. I'll let you figure out what she was talking about. We have now explained to Lauren that it is not appropriate for her to come in the bathroom when dad is in the shower.

Yep, not appropriate.

All I Want For Christmas

On the top of Audrey's list for Santa this year...A Roller Coaster.

You read that right folks. She would like it to take off from the front porch, have several loops and be really fast. It would be very handy to have out front because all her friends could come over and ride it. It could go over the street, no need to worry about the cars running into it in the street. And, it could also go around the house.

We told her that this is probably not a very good gift to ask for, because it's not very possible. But, she still thinks Santa could do it. Hmmm...hope she's not too disappointed on Christmas morning.

Toenails Can Be Dangerous

After dance today, Audrey climbed in the car and announced, "Mom! I cut my wrist at dance today!" "How?" I asked. "With my toenail!", she said. Well. That is something I never thought I would ever hear. Watch out for those toenails. They can be a killer.

The Case of the Missing Cough Drop

A conversation between Lauren and I:

Lauren: Mom, I lost my cough drop!
Me: Where? How? Wasn't it in your mouth?
Lauren: Yes mom, and then it was gone. I didn't swallow it!
Me: Okay, let's look for it. It must have fallen out.

After looking all over the floor, no cough drop was found.

Later that night, (like 2 hours later) Lauren was wrestling with Adam and ran to jump on him...and Adam exclaimed, "Lauren, what is on your shirt!" Lo and behold, we found the missing cough drop. "Oh! There it is!" Lauren shouted...as she pulled it off, fuzz and all, and popped it in her mouth. Mmmm.