But. . .But. . .

Yesterday while Macey was at dance class I took the other two to Target down the hill. While we were shopping, I saw IT. The Rapunzel Doll Vanity Emma had been asking for for weeks. The last time we saw it, it sold out fast, and even now there were only five left. But Emma was with me. . .what to do?

I used my cell phone to call my sister really fast and when she answered I just muttered "Say yes." And then in a loud voice I told her that the vanity her youngest was looking for was finally in stock and did she want me to buy one? You know, for her youngest?

Oh, it was the meanest thing. Emma had big tears in her eyes when I put it in the cart and she reminded me that SHE wanted it and SHE had been asking for it for a long time.

"Oh, you want this, too?" I answered. "Well, we'll have to ask your Dad."

Hopefully Emma will forgive me after Christmas. . .

Celebrating Molly, Molly Joy Joy!

This year Molly's birthday fell on a Sunday (bummer). We decided to celebrate on Wednesday, and she had a busy, great day! We went with Grammy to see the movie Tangled. I really, really liked it, and she enjoyed eating popcorn.

A few hours later we had a lot of family members over for dinner and cake & ice cream. Molly likes four things: Team Umizoomi, Dora, Elmo & Woody from Toy Story. Garry took her to Harmon's Grocery store and showed her an Elmo cake, a Toy Story cake and a Dora cake. She picked out the Elmo cake but it only came with Elmo & Grover in an airplace, so we spruced it up with some Dora & Diego toys we had downstairs.
She did a great job of blowing (spitting) out her candle!

Wednesday night I gave her a new blanket for her toddler bed. Time to say goodbye to the crib!

Here comes the toddler bed! She took a few days to warm up to it. The first two nights she slept in my room -- she just was not a fan of the toddler bed. Here is the blanket that I sewed for her.

Happy Birthday, Molly! Good golly, Miss Molly, I sure do love you!

Feeling Crafty

My sister-in-law had a baby a few weeks ago and so I made a baby blanket for her. It turned out a little. . .vibrant.

Ready To Go!

Every Sunday the girls take their scriptures to church. They cannot read them, but they're supposed to get in the habit now.

Molly hates being left out and I laughed when I realized that she went upstairs and got her toy laptop. She's ready to go, too!

This SHOULD Bother Me. . .

Thursdays are a little busy.

I send Emma to school and a few hours later wait for her to come home.

Right when she gets home, I gather everyone into the van and we're off to take Macey to Pre-K.

I take the other two girls home, give MoJo her nap and read with Emma and let her pick another activity when we're done.

We pick up Macey, come home, and shortly after take Emma to gymnastics.

We come home. . .and then go and get her.

We eat really fast and then we take Emma to Sunshine Generation.

It's a lot of back and forth in the van, and I should hate it. It should bother me. But, I noticed yesterday that I love picking up my little girls. I like having them all gathered in.

And here starts my nesting period. . .

Girls Are. . .Different

Have you seen the new Nissan commercial called "Kidzilla"? It shows a little boy 'playing' with his car in a bunch of boy ways. Stomping, slamming, flushing, sliming, burying. . .it gets messy.

Poor Macey. She is ALL GIRL. No, really, ALL GIRL. She watched that commercial yesterday and looked at me in horror. "What is he DOING?" she asked.

Boys. Such a foreign thing in our pink house.

Did I Do THAT?

Yesterday was a crazy day. I woke up and found out that a work product was due in a few hours for a client that I did a small research project for. I had to finish the research, get ahold of a printer and presentation folder, clean the house for the visiting teachers, and, oh ya, Macey had Show and Tell at school.

It was the letter "K". She had to bring something that started with the letter K. I was desperate and quickly found the movie King Kong for her to take. I told her that it was about a bad monkey. And hey, two K's. Extra credit, right?

It was not until after Garry dropped her off at preschool that I got really worried. Holy hannah, did I just send my daughter to Show and Tell with a Rated R movie? In Maryland, it would have been fine. Not so fine in Utah.

When she got home, I quickly checked her backpack and looked at the movie. Phew! Rated PG-13. Still not the best, but it could have been worse!