Some Advice From Ella

This morning at the grocery store I grabbed a bag of straws, it is a cheap and easy kid pleaser at my house. Ella wanted another pack to ensure the good colors as long as possible. I was just past the straws with people behind me so I pointed and told her to grab another bag. For the life of her she couldn't figure out where I was pointing so I stepped over and showed her. Just as we were getting to the cart Cameron had opened the other bag and they spilled all over the floor. As I am cleaning them up, Ella says "Mom you should have just only had two kids. Then there would only be me and Natalie and not Cameron. Cameron is always doing naughty things." This older guy was standing right there and chuckles a bit. I say "That isn't very nice to say, Cameron is only 2 and he is still learning, but we still want him in our family." So the great advice from my 4 year old.

Ella's First Day

This girl was SO excited to start Preschool. She wanted to start the day we signed her up. She had a great first day and had no problems going. Well, almost no problems. She did think, very strongly think, she needed a Hannah Montana backpack. "I need to have one Mom! This one is making me sick!" Her perfectly good, almost new Ariel backpack was somehow making her sick. Strange thing. I reassured her that is was a great backpack for preschool and when she was in 1st grade she could get a new backpack. Yeah no way I am spending $20 to bring home finger paint projects and toilet paper roll binoculars. She did recover quickly from her sickness and has had no side effects. sporting her new short haircut

wearing her favorite "all sorts of flowers" dress and gross flip flops that will soon be finding their way in to the trash

one with Cameron

In less than 5 minutes....

....Cameron covered himself with Crisco. I ran upstairs to change for work and as I am coming down the stairs Eric walks in the front door. We walk in the kitchen and both stop in shock at what we see. Cameron is sitting up on the counter with Crisco lathered up like sunscreen. I have to head out the door to work and leave Eric with the clean up. My parting words, "If you have to shave his head, shave his head." Well it didn't resort to that, but it did take numerous shampoos. Cameron's response "I have a faux hawk!" You see my sisters like to make his hair in to an oh so stylish faux hawk and it seems that he now thinks any semi-solid white substance is hair cream (he has also done this with foot lotion). I remember the days when I thought it was cute that he climbed into the sink. Not so much anymore!