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7.24.2008

On (Southern) Marriage

"Mommy, isn't Daddy your cousin, like Melissa is my cousin?"

"Nooo, not cous-in.  Hus-band.  Sheesh."

7.08.2008

Opposite Confusion

Chloe loves to listen to listen to this CD over and over again in the car.  She always asks for it ("the yellow one please, Mommy!"), and pretty much refuses to listen to anything else ("but this CD is NOT my favooorrrrite.")  It's gotten to the point where one of my all-time favorite CDs is even starting to get on my nerves, but that's another story.  We were listening to it again yesterday, when she yelled up to the front seat, "Mommy, can you put it on a softer song, please?" So, I turned it down.  "Mommy, I can't hear it!"  I turned it back up.  "But, can you turn it to a softer song, please?" Very confused, I put it on the next song.  "This is not softer."  So, I put it on the next song. "This one is not softer, either!"  So, I put it on the next-next song which just so happened to be her favorite of all (It Is Well With My Soul).  "Thank you, Mommy!  This is very much softer!"  And she began to belt it out.

Then today, the kids were playing games while I ate my lunch and watched the news.  Chloe was playing Cootie, and Eli was playing Old MacDonald.  Old MacDonald is a game of matching baby animals to their mommy, complete with animal sounds and songs.  As they were playing, Eli was getting frustrated because he couldn't figure things out.  So, Every couple of seconds, I had to ask Chloe to please show Eli how to do this or please show Eli where that was (because verbal commands throw him for a loop).  Finally, she looked at me and said, "Mommy, I think Eli should just get a softer game for him."  To which I replied, "It is kinda loud, isn't it?"  She looked at me like I was an idiot, and replied calmly, "No, Mommy, it's not too loud, I just think he needs a softer game to play."  Then the lightbulb went off.  Softer= Easier.

Baa Baa Black Sheep, Chloe Style

Baa Baa Black Sheep

Have you any more?

Yes sir, Yes sir

Three blags four

One for my masser, one for the day

And one for the little one who lays in the lane

6.16.2008

On Art

One morning at the table, Chloe turns to me and says:

"Mommy I'm not going to scribble scrabble anymore.  I'm going to try to color in the lines.  Eli, do you still scribble scrabble because you're a baby?"

And she stops scribbling.  Just like that. I wonder how long she's been hiding away this whole line staying in ability from me.

On Traffic Safety

Riding (for the first time) in the childseat on the back of Daddy's bike, as he pulls from the sidewalk onto our neighborhood street, Chloe asks with utmost concern, "Daddy do cars runover bicycles or no?"

On Modesty

Strolling around the lake on a warm afternoon, shirtless male runners running toward us, Chloe yells in her loudest, most concerned voice:

"UH OH! He's nakey! He better get some clothes on right now!"

To which he (thankfully) responded with a polite laugh as he passed us by.

6.15.2008

A Visit with Nana


 

6.04.2008

On Opposites

Me: Chloe, what's your favorite letter (to make in sign language)?

Chloe: Y! (shows me Y)

Me: Why do you like Y?

Chloe: 'Cause it's not hard.... It's soft!!

And another:

Me (on a particularly grown up day): Chloe, you look so old today.

Chloe (looking a little put-out): I'm not old! I'm new!

On Politics and Religion

Sees Barack Obama on tv, turns to me, and says,

"Mommy, is that God?"

5.23.2008

Chalk C




 

5.03.2008

At a Glance

Chloe loves to tell everyone  "I am three and a half now, but Eli is still two."

She prefers tv to the great outdoors.

The girl loves tacos.

She is hooked on phonics, and knows what all of the letters "say."  She can sound out words with little prompting, but isn't reading on her own.

Ice cream makes her happy.

Her imagination is vivid, and she loves to play with her little people and their house.  In her dollhouse world, Grandma spends all of her time reading her Bible in the rocking chair on the porch.  Whenever the family goes somewhere Grandpa drives, and Mommy has to stay home.  At night, Daddy sleeps in the bathtub, Grandpa sleeps in the crib, and Mommy gets a bed. 

She loves to feed the animals at the lake. (geese, ducks, turtles, and fish all like old popcorn)

She is completely over the whole notion of naptime.

She loves to eat, and went from hating peanut butter to loving it.

She wants to live beside Mimi and Grandma.

I've never seen anyone panic the way she does.  Except maybe her MeMaw.

She is amazing with the computer.

She asks me a million times a day "Mommy, what should I do?"  Which is polite Chloe-speak for "I'm bored."

She still loves the water!  (Check out the beach pics on flickr)

She says, "Girls like Tarheels, Boys like Wolfpack." to which Daddy answers, "That's right Chloe!"

She wants to be a boy so that she can wear underwear because panties don't have Thomas on them.

She wants to obey and make Jesus happy and her teachers happy and her Mommy and Daddy happy.

Daddy is still "Dee Dee Daddy Boy."

She ALWAYS notices when anyone gets a haircut.

She likes to use the word always, such as, "I like to eat ice cream always."

She wants to play the violin, the guitar, and the piano.

She wants to be a Mommy just like Mommy when she grows up.

End of an Era

Chloe's favorite color is no longer "blue, light blue and dark blue," but, instead "all different colors."

3.18.2008

War Between the States

Yesterday Chloe was doing her United States puzzle when she yelled to me in a high-pitched, slightly patronizing voice,

"Mommy! Look! Little tiny state is crying."

I look in to see her waving the puzzle piece with Vermont and New Hampshire over her hand, repeating "Wah! Wah! Little state's crying. Wah. Wah." over and over again.

I had to ask. "Why is he crying, Chloe?"

"He's sad because I wanted to put big state in first!"

And she triumphantly places Texas right where Texas belongs. Then she laughs like it's the funniest thing in the world.  Admittedly, at that very moment, it was.

I Hope It's a Phase!

Chloe has begun calling me "Momma" instead of "Mommy." This makes me very sad.

Party Time


Saturday was Melissa's 5th Birthday party. I can't believe how fast time flies! The kids had lots of fun playing with bubbles and balls and balloons and eating cake. There are lots more pics of the party and the aquarium on Flickr!

One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, BLUE! Fish

 



























(The jellyfish were her favorite because "They're blue. That's my favorite color!!")

We went to the NC Aquarium on Friday to spend a little family time together. We were headed to the hometown anyway for P to do a little studying with Dad, so we figured we might as well take a detour along the way. It had been awhile since we were able to do something fun together. We went to the aquarium, had a picnic lunch, and rode the ferry to Southport. The kids had an amazing time. Not one single fight or tear all day long.

2.23.2008

The Big News!

No more pacis!

Yep, you heard me right!

No more pacis!

Not at day, not at night!

Wormy's Words

*Patrick is helping Chloe do the monkey bars at the park. She is sitting with her bottom in the crook of his arm, as he carries her from bar to bar.  

Me: Are you the Queen of the Park?

Chloe: No.

Me: Oh, well, are you the Princess? 

Chloe: Nooo. I'm the Wormy of the Park.

**During her nighttime song of "____ Loves Chloe."  During Mimi's verse.

 "Mimi loves Chloe, Mimi loves Chloe, Mimi loves Chloe, Because you're her Dar-lin"

Chloe looks up, says: Mimi lives too far away.  It makes me peepee in my pants..... (gets excited) But I don't peepee in my pants! I only peepee in potty!

***Nighttime prayer: Dear Jesus, Thank you for chicken pie!

Fun Facts

Chloe has officially renamed Patrick "Diddy Daddy Boy" and always refers to him or calls him by this full name.

 She is 60% height and 80% weight. 

She can officially do 65 piece puzzles, which astounds me. (Maybe I'm just being a Mom, but that seems crazy to me... especially since I really don't have the patience for a 65-piecer.)

She has finally seen a couple of episodes of Dora, and likes her.

When asked, "What did you learn at church today?" she actually tells me instead of just saying, "Learned about JESUS!"

She loves to eat nuts.

She loves the childcare at the gym.  This baffles me.

Chocolate milk is her favorite. Especially the kind from fast food restaurants.  For some reason it just tastes better than the home version of Skim Milk mixed with Trader Joe's Organic Midnight Moo.

She will do anything for chocolate.  Except try meatloaf.

2.10.2008

Grandpa Calls Me Sweetie