This is our sweet Mabel. She turned three on December 31st. She talks like Minnie Mouse and is adorable. She has a temper and is pretty much in control. She has her Daddy wrapped around her finger. He melts when he is around her. And she has nothing to do with anyone when he is around. It is very heartwarming.
My son and his "little fella." This boy is so sweet. He is quiet and well behaved. He seriously loves sports and knows so much. He'll watch entire football games and actually knows what is going on. I always faked it when it came to football games my sons played in. I still can't figure out that "first down" thing. (I don't know if I should tell you this but he asked me if I had a VJJ. I let my son handle that one, sorry if that offended anyone.)
Stand on your head again. This is funny. I want to learn to crochet. So when Mandy of Mandipity had a course on how to crochet on her blog I tried. The first project was to do the basic chain. You were to make 3 - 20 feet long chains. Well I did....but out of this wild pink yarn. Then you were to braid it and then loop it around your neck. So I wanted to give this to my daughter for Christmas. First I had my 8 year old granddaughter start braiding it. I can't braid.....I think it is a brain thing that I don't have.....I have a brain but not for braiding. She did well but it kept tangeling. So when my DIL was here she wanted to try. Well......it was crazy. She braided and we had these long chains that went all over the house. My son was dying imagining his sister in this scarf. So my DIL kept cutting it and trying new things. Now the scarf looks like skinny boas and in many pieces. It is a disaster but the fun we had with it was worth it. No, I didn't give it to her. I am going to send it to Dancing Girl to add to her collection of mixed matched clothes.
Okay, are you still with me. You have to hear about my day.
As I was taking A. to pre-school our road was closed. So I took another route. Got her to school and needed a couple of things at the store. As I have said before I don't do WalMart. But I had won a $50 gift card from a blog giveaway.....nice,huh. So O. and I went. I tucked her in the cart so no one would steal her. I swear I walked the perimeter of the store twice just trying to find the few things I needed. One thing was kitty litter. Okay, now I have watched the girly girls for three months now. as I put the litter in the cart O. says, "What, you have a cat, too." She didn't know, hah. I think one reason I don't like shopping there is trying to find stuff and wanting to move faster than the rest of the people. Man some move so slow......and I am not fast.......I just know what I want and don't dilly dally.
So afterwards O. said she was hungry. Geez, she should have eaten her PB&J for lunch. So McDonalds is next door. I thought what the heck it was a nice sunny day and we had an hour to kill before picking up Tanner and her sister.
We go into Micky D's and order. Oh my. There was a family of two young moms, a grandma, a husband or SO, and two little girls around the age of 3. All if them spoke in screaming voices like they were the only ones in the place. They told the girls to sit and eat. One of them would grab a nugget and run in the climbing thing. Then she would look at O. and motion for her to come. It was an evil look, seriously. Then the other little girl would do the same, grab the food and go play. BUT, the adults were not having it......they would yell at her. I mean really yell. They forced her to sit and she screamed also very loudly. Then as soon as she could break through she would run. I sat there with my mouth dropped open. One of the moms stood up and loudly said," Take a picture, it lasts longer." She said this to an older lady sitting alone eating a carmel sundae. (I know this because she ordered when I did) I felt so sorry for her. I was going to go over and say something to the lady when the crazy people left. I looked over and she was gone. What an ordeal.
Okay, now to pick up Tanner and A. We go the other route thinking the road was still closed. When we came to that spot there were squads and police and even a helicopter hovering. I knew something bad had happened. We live about 1/2 mile away from the scene. Tanner flips out and starts screaming to" gun it" as we are going to be blown away by the copter. The poor little girls were scared. We got home and he calmed down but it was wild. Later I found out that a tree trimmer had died. Terrible accident.
Okay, then in the door was a business card for a tree trimming company. Weird. Also weird that our new neighbor came over on New Years Eve. to tell us that we had trees down on his fence.
The End to a crazy day.