Don't Skirt the Issue

Steven's family has a rich Scottish history, which goes as far back as being traced to Robert the Bruce. There is a Bruce family plaid, and Steven's dad has long wished to have a kilt made out of the family plaid. Well, this year for Christmas, he finally got his wish. As he pulled out the kilt from a gift bag, he was super excited and held it up for the rest of the family to see. As he said thank you to all of those involved in the purchase of the kilt, Siana very loudly pipes up with, "Ummmm...that looks like a skirt, dude."

Today’s Champions

I absolutely love going to stores during the holidays. People are just awesome. On this particular day, I feel the need to thank 3 different people who made my day memorable, as well as enjoyable.

So thank you to:
1. the cashier who found opportunity to use the phrase "Flippin' A" on 3 different occasions during a 2-minute transaction.

2. the lady in Starbucks with a loud, running, very typical approximately 1 1/2 year old who said to her child "Stop screaming...why don't you just meditate for a few minutes?"

3. the guy who got the very last something-in-a-big-square-box, hoisted it up onto his shoulder with a huge grin on his face, and hummed (in falsetto, mind you) the song "We are the Champions" as he walked away with his conquest.

You guys totally made my day! Love it!!!

Odd Employment Prospects

Siana and I were chatting in the car after I picked her up from school today when she commented that a boy in her class always pretends he has a gun and shoots things. She then went on to say that this particular boy says he wants to be a "Butt Puncher" when he grows up. This obviously gave me pause, and I asked her, "He wants to be a What?" She again said that he desired to be a Butt Puncher when he grows up. For further potential clarification, I asked her what a Butt Puncher does. Her response, "Um, somebody who goes around punching people in the bottom, I guess...???" After a brief pause during which I was racking my brain for solutions, I asked her, "Do you think he might have said 'Buck Hunter'...like a guy who hunts deer?" Another pause..."Oh. Maybe."

Let Your Fingers Do the Walking

At the grocery store today, after I hefted 2 gallons of milk into our cart using only the forefingers on each hand (because it was cold!), Kyra looks at me in amazement and says, "Wow! You picked that milk up with one finger!!!" I chuckled and acknowledged that yeah, I did. She then says in awe, "You must have run track!"

High Connections

The girls were playing in the kitchen today while I was making dinner, and Siana apparently grew tired of whatever Kyra was doing. So all of a sudden, in a regal and authoritative voice, I hear Siana declare, "Stop. Do not do that to the Lord's woman!" Preach it, baby girl. I hope she remembers that line for when she starts dating.

Only Mostly Dead

Siana happened upon a tootsie roll sized piece of fuzz, which she promptly declared to be her new friend, and was playing with it on the kitchen counter as I made coffee this morning. All of a sudden, I hear a very tragic-sounding "Ohhhh dearrrrrr!" I glanced over and inquired as to what was wrong, and Siana showed me with mournful eyes her fuzz-friend in 2 distinct pieces. I asked, "Uh-oh...what happened?" Siana replied, "She died." "Oh," I said, returning to my coffee prep, as I was not yet fully possessed of my mental capacities that early in the morning and pre-caffeination. A few seconds later, she, with a bit more amusement in her voice, said, "Uh-oh!" I turned to look and saw that her now defunct fuzz-friend appeared to have been hit by some sort of bomb and had become many small pieces. I laughingly asked her how that had happened, and her reply was, "She died more."

Evil Uno

While playing Dora Uno this morning, Siana narrows her eyes, flutters her fingers together in front of her face, and says, I have an evil plan...actually...twooooo evil plans!!! Her evil plans: 2 skip cards she was going to use on me.

We're Deeply Ethni-gious

On the way to a friend's house this evening, we drove by the Catholic church, and Kyra made the comment, "There's Matthew's church...he's Catholic...and we're Caucasian." When I started laughing, Kyra asked, "What? That's the box you always check!"

First Day of School!

When I asked Siana how her first day of school was, she replied, "Great!!! I never had fun before!!!" Well, I'm glad she had the first fun of her life... =)

If you think I'm beautiful, you should see my aunt!

I got a bit of a reality check from my sweet Kyra while walking through Wal-Mart. She pointed out a baby shirt and said, "Look Mom...it says If you think I'm beautiful, you should see my Mommy," then smiled sweetly at me. I was thisclose to saying "Aw, thanks, Sweetie..." when she continued with, "Maybe we should get that for Katelyn!" (Her cousin) HA! Ah yes, little ego deflation there, but it's good to be kept in line every now and again. lol So there you go, Aunt Melissa, this one's for you! =)

The Art of the Segue

Courtesy of Siana: "...speaking of high heels, where is Daddy?"

The Cast Hand

Even though Siana's cast has been gone for some time now, I think her left hand may forever be known as "The Cast Hand." When all 4 of us are crossing the street, she'll grab my hand as well as Steven's, and whoever is on the left will be informed with great excitement that they "get to hold the cast hand!" It's certainly always a treat to hold her sweet little hand, cast hand or not.

Siana Quote of the Week

An ordered but undiscussed plate of chicken is brought to our table at a restaurant.

Siana: "Speaking of chicken, I need to go potty."

Cast-igation

Siana showed me her cast this evening and pointed out a place where the cotton had worn down and was starting to irritate her. I felt inside the cast to see how far down the cotton was, and she said Ow! I apologized to her and said, Oh, I'm sorry, did that hurt?

Her reply: "No. That didn't hurt. I said Ow just in case. That was a bonus Ow."

Siana on NOT picking up after herself

I heard Siana crying in her bedroom this evening, so I went up to investigate. I walk into her room and I see some puzzle pieces lying on the floor that coordinate with the pieces lying on the bed next to her. I ask her why she's crying, and she says it's because she dropped the puzzle pieces on the floor. Logically, I suggest simply picking them up. Her response was, "I don't want to pick them up because if I go down there to get them, a bug might sneak on me because bugs are quiet." Hmmm, good point. We've not had any problems with ninja bugs as of yet, but I guess that may just mean they're good at what they do.

Theatrics

Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat has long been a favorite musical in our house. Well, now dreams are turning into reality as Steven and Kyra both have a part in that very musical that's being put on by our local community college. Kyra is a member of the children's choir, and Steven scored the ever so fabulous role of the Pharoah (Elvis impressions and platform shoes here he comes!). Siana and I are looking forward to seeing both of them on stage and enjoying the performance, but I am admittedly getting a little weary of the incessant soundtrack day in and day out, amusing as it may be. First thing I hear in the morning, and last thing I hear at night is Siana belting out some random Joseph tune at the absolute top of her lungs. This is usually accompanied by Kyra whining...Sissyyyyyy...I'm trying to sleeeeeeep! And then later on after school, Kyra will join in and it becomes an all out concert. I may have to post some video of them...it's truly something to behold! So if any of you will be in our neck of the woods the first couple weeks of April, you'll definitely want to check it out!

Vulnerability

Well, it's finally time again. I've lived here for almost 2 years now, so I am finally feeling safe enough to start to open myself up again. It takes me a long time to get to this place for some reason. You'd think it would get easier as time goes on, but not so much. I guess it's some form of self-preservation after a move, combined with a time of surveying the new landscape of where I live. So I move forward with much fear and trepidation into this new old journey I'm on to make myself more accessible. Ugh and woohoo!

Siana Quote of the Week

While watching 2 birds make a nest in the tree outside our living room window, Siana exclaims, "Mommy! It's a splendid day to have the window open!"

Private Matters

McDonald's recently had the Penguins of Madagascar toys as Happy Meal prizes. Well, we got several of them over the course of a few weeks and Siana in particular loves them. One of these penguins is a bath toy that squirts water out. Why they picked this particular penguin to be the bath toy I'll never know. Of course, the one they chose is named "Private." Really? The character you choose for the bath toy HAS to be the one named Private??? So the other day, Siana is in the tub taking a bath and she discovers that both her bath toy and Kyra's bath toy are in the tub at the same time. So she loudly yells out to me, "Mommy...I don't need TWO privates in the bath!" This is even more comical when you consider the fact that we live in the second and third floors of a house that holds an office suite on the bottom floor. And yes, of course, she's yelling loud enough for even our new friends downstairs to hear. HA!