Prayers {by Mylie}

Mylie and Blake were playing in his room before bed tonight. When it was time for bed I picked up Blake and his hair was wet and he smelt slightly like sunscreen. I asked Mylie what she had put on him and she said nothing. I asked her again and told her not to lie to me and again she told me nothing. I sent her to her room. A few minutes later I went in and talked to her about lying. Then I asked her to say her prayers. It went something like this, "Heavenly Father, help me not to lie, and to tell the truth, like when I do things to my brudder." I had to turn my head away so she couldn't see me giggling. After her prayer she told me is was sun lotion. She likes to make Blake have dino-hair (when it sticks up), apparently she thought sunscreen would be a good hair care product, sigh.

No pants Friday

We call these Ritchie thighs.

Tonight

when I got home from work I had a massive headache, ugh. Jeff was watching X-Men 3 (loudly) and Blake was wrestling with me and squealing (also loudly). After Blake went to bed Mylie and I went upstairs and laid on my bed and played Barbies. Then we snuggled and watched The Office and I laughed really hard, which made Mylie laugh really hard. And even though my head still hurts, I feel much much better.

All the way to the moon and back.

Mylie is on an anti-affection kick. She thinks kissing is gross and I can barely get a hug out of her anymore. Imagine my surprise when she ran into my room this morning and threw her arms around me and gave me the biggest hug. I really had tears in my eyes. I said to her, "Mylie, Momma loves you all the way to the moon and back." She said to me, "I love you all the way to Eagle and back." (Eagle is the next town over.) It was a perfect way to start my Tuesday.

Lazy Friday.

I realize it is Thursday. I normally have Fridays off and work on Thursdays, but have some meetings tomorrow, so I decided to stay home today. Fridays have always been pretty laid back and we sometimes refer to them as Lazy Fridays. Here are a few happenings on our lazy Thursday:

• I was making lunch for Mylie and I are noticed that we were running low on cheese. I mentioned to her that maybe after Blake's nap we would go to Costco (normally one of her favorite stores to go to) and pick up some more cheese. She responded with, "But Mom, its no pants Friday! Let's just stay home today." {No need to fear, she was not referring to me here. When Mylie was a baby, sometimes on Fridays I would just leave her in a onesie and I would call it "no pants Friday." The trend has continued with Blakey.}
• I had a Law and Order re-run on earlier. Mylie asked what I was watching and I told her. Then I kept hearing her repeat "Mom Order, Mom Order" then "which ones are the moms?"
• Strangely, I have found a surefire way to get Blake giggling uncontrollably! If he is looking at me and I take off my glasses, he starts laughing so hard. He throws his head back and just laughs and laughs. A total and complete belly laugh.
• So for now, I think we'll watch "Kung Fu Panda" and giggle. Yay for lazy days!

This girl ...

... can be trouble. Tonight while taking a bath she decided to dump an entire bottle of shampoo in and add a bit more water because she wanted some more bubbles. The bubbles completely filled the tub and the water splashed out, a lot of it. Now this isn't the first time this has happened. Mylie + the bathroom = trouble.

She got out of the tub and Jeff told her she had to go right to bed without a song (our normal bedtime routine). We also told her that she would have to do extra chores to buy a new bottle of shampoo. While Jeff cleaned up the mess, I helped her get her jammies on and did her hair and then went in her room while she said her prayers. She said the "regular" part of her prayer ("bless President Monson, things to be good at Daddy's work, John and both the Grandmas to feel better and Courtney's baby"), she then said in a sniffly voice, "Help me to be gooder and not dump bubbles in the tub and to do my extra chores. Amen."

How do I even keep a straight face around her? How can she take me to the edge of frustration in one second and then just want to hug her and never let go in the next? Life is never boring with this girl!

High on Peeps

Oh I wish I had my camera out tonight, but I didn't, I was laughing too hard. We were all watching "Kung Fu Panda" (Mylie got it in her Easter basket). The kids had a few Peeps for a snack. Apparently the sugar immediately affected Blake.

• First, he started crawling around in a circle, squealing at the top of his lungs, like a dog chasing its tail. Then he'd collapse on the floor and laugh.
• Then, he started walking backwards, with near perfect "moonwalk" form.
• Next, he went in the kitchen, got a big tupperware bowl and put it on his head like a hat and laughed his head off while marching through the house.
• Finally, his sugar high gave him just the extra boost he needed to get his chubby little legs up on the ottoman. However, that was all he could do, his body laying flat on it, gripping onto the other side for dear life, and laughing in a maniacal way.

I swear, he only had 2, and I just found half of one of them stuck to the kitchen floor. What a goofball!