Monkey

When I take Lily to the park she always gravitates to the monkey bars.

She doesn't use them in the traditional manner

ever.

Her friend, Paula, found it odd at first but soon cottoned on.

How to catch a cloud

From the first moment that we arrived in the mountains and Lily saw the clouds floating by just above our heads she was infatuated by them. Question after question pertaining to clouds, the fascination never ceased and all she wanted was to touch one, or better yet catch one. It became a running joke, with us asking the same question, "what would you catch it in?",

Finally she decided she needed a jar and she needed to have the jar at the ready as we kept encountering low hanging clouds and she was not prepared and all lunatics scientists are prepared. Today we went panning for gems which was absolutely fabulous and will get a post of it's own and after that we we decided to drive up. Up where we weren't sure but as long as the roads were climbing and our little rental car was grunting and groaning we were happy. We stopped for lunch in a nondescript town and saw a Walmart so we ran in there to buy Lily a Mason Jar but sadly they only sold them by the dozen and that seemed like over kill. I then had the bright idea to buy a jar of anything, run in to the toilet, wash it out and off we would go so that the mad scientist could be prepared. She chose a jar of horseradish ? ? ? I ran into the restroom flushed the contents and scrubbed it clean and of we drove, up and up and up. We stopped along the way at many picturesque spots but the low hanging clouds were elusive today.

The wonderful thing about the mountains is the weather. If you don't like it just change your elevation. We just kept climbing higher and higher. As the roads grew steeper I enjoyed the driving more and more, I have done 99.9% of the driving since we arrived. The clouds finally started to sweep down and Lily got more and more excited.

As I rounded a turn a cloud swept over the road. I couldn't stop as I was on a blind turn at the top of a hill but as luck would have it there was a driveway just ahead so I pulled in. Just as we got out of the car the cloud started "leaking" and we got drenched but I couldn't say no to her at this point. With her jar in hand we ran up the side of the road in the pouring rain. Once at the top she swirled her jar around and around and once she thought she had caught some cloud she slammed the lid on tight. My crazy nutcase kidlet was thrilled. She was beaming and soaked and she couldn't have cared less. Once in the car she showed Jacob and Rosie her cloud. And as I sit here typing this inside her jar has a tiny little swirling thing of moisture.

Kidlet caught a cloud!

What I didn't know was Jacob was taking photos and video. The photos are pretty bad as he isn't used to my camera  and he didn't think to change the settings.

 

You can see the cloud clearly here. It is NOT fog

Some crazy Mother and her child racing after a cloud in the rain

Looks like we are nearly there.

Just another day in the life of me.

Help me

I took Lily with me to Tarjay today on a very quick errand. She spotted funky laces for for Converse in the shoe department so we detoured but then something else caught her eye and her face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Mummy, when I grow up I'm going to wear shoes like this all the time" she said:

Then we did the unthinkable and we snapped this photo and sent them to daddy with a message that said, please can I have these for my new school shoes?
 Bwa ha ha ha. Naughty Mummy.

Kid in a bag

You would think that since the girls are spending so much time together at the moment that they would be fighting like cats and dogs but the exact opposite is true. The more time they spend together the better they get along.

Today I was doing all sorts of things around the house and I found them playing with this old cloth bag. Lily asked me if I would video tape her doing something. I obliged.



Frnakly, I think she is nuts.

Favourite things

Lily has a favourite pair of pajamas. They are like an old friend to her and she won't give them up


I think they are a bit to small.
This is what they look like on her 5 year old sister. A tad tiny.

This is why! My Mum bought them for her on one of the very few shopping trips we had with her. Lily is very sentimental.


She just told me she is going to wear them until she pops the buttons right off the front.

That's my Lily

Earlier today the following conversation took place in our house.

Me: Maia took first place yesterday in the 9-11 diving competition. Now she goes to Nationals next year.
Lily: (the same kid that took 1st place in the math contest not 48 hours ago) What do you do in a diving competition?
Me: Play golf. I absolutely couldn't stop laughing
Jacob: phew, lucky that wasn't a general knowledge quiz you were in!

Apparently what she meant, and was able to tell us once we all stopped laughing our heads off was: do you dive for distance or form or what?

Oh how I love my life.

Freaklishly Flexible Kid

Last night when I tucked the girls into bed I kissed them both and hugged them I told them that I didn't want another peep as I was going to go downstairs and make hotel, car and flight reservations for the weekend and would be, ON THE PHONE! Not 2 seconds later Lily appeared complaining about Rosie, so I flew up the stairs and sorted that out and then, not 2 more seconds later Lily re-appeared, hovered by my side and then disappeared. once I was done with that phone call I zipped upstairs to see what fire needed to be extinguished this time.

"Mummy." Lily exclaimed, "Can you call the Guinness Book Of Records because I can lick my elbow."

"You can do what?", I responded.

"Lick my elbow and that's a record cos nobody has done that!"

I told her it wasn't a record but it is something that nobody can do as it is physically impossible to lick your own elbow.

Lily can do it!

This afternoon she asked me if I blogged it and then asked me to take a photograph of her doing it and blog it for her as she was disappointed that I only Facebo0ked it!

So here, for your viewing (dis)pleasure, I give you the elbow licking freak of nature!

(she is reading this over my shoulder and is not amused! and say's she is not the elbow licking freak of nature!)

Lily also wants me to say on her behalf that anything is possible.




Sadly I do believe you are trying to do this right now aren't you? Yes, I did also that is how I know you are!

The Things Lily Said.

Lily was 4 when I started this blog so lots of the really funny stuff that she said and did never ever made it on to the blog but is instead written down in a book. I was just looking in my desk for something when I noticed said book and started to read it. These are some of my favourites:

If one of your hairs falls out and you happen to notice it you ask me to put it back on your head. I explain to you that it won't stay but you don't care you want it back.

03. Daddy thought he had a great idea for when he was pushing you in the stroller in a busy place. He decided to squeeze your head gently when someone was in front of you and you were meant to say, beep - beep. Somehow you have got utterly confused and now every single time you hear a car beep you hit yourself on the head!!! Way to go Daddy.

Today in the car we were pointing to body parts. I asked you to point to your forehead. You looked at me and and said, "No, no, no, I only have one head."

You cannot say "backwards" you say "backpoops".

Whenever someone is watering their plants you are convinced they are washing them.

When Daddy installed the new lights in the kitchen you walked in and announced, they look just like boobies!

You are a very kind and loving little girl and understand that hearts are for love. You however tell us that you do not have a heart in your chest but instead have a flower. (she said this for years)

You call the crusts of bread the roughs, trampolines are jumpolines, windscreen wipers are swim swipers and Q-tips ear mops.

On our 3rd anniversary of Gotcha Day we were heading out to lunch when you suddenly announced in a loud voice from your car seat, "My Panties", I turned around around to look what was wrong with your panties only to find out you had forgotten to put them on!!!!

These were some of the things that made me laugh the most from your book. There were lots of other things that just aren't blog worthy but were definitely worthy of being written down for Lily's sake. I will find some photos to add to this post as well as she was the cutest little Schnoog in the world.

Spirit Week **

I know for a fact that we never had such a thing at my school but Jacob did and now Lily does so perhaps it is an American thing. It is Spirit Week. Each day this week has a different them and they get to dress the part. Today was Tacky Tuesday/mismatch day. I personally prefer the name, Freak Day!
Lily came out of her closet with such a peculiar concoction of clothing this morning that I would say she nailed it! I tried to persuade her to wear different shoes but she would have no part of that! (what, someone would notice they looked odd whilst she was wearing this other fashion disaster of an outfit.)

I give you.......one freakishly dressed child!

Mum, don't take a close up.....I always close my eyes because of the flash. See I told you that would happen.

Is this better Mummy?
The whole enchilada. (Looks more like she threw up an enchilada!)

All the way down to her tippy toes she was utterly mis-matched.


Participating in Spirit week is optional. Of course Lily opts too. When we arrived at school this morning it looked as if she was the only kid that chosen to do it so she got embarrassed and didn't want to get out of the car. I waited for a few minutes just in case and we finally saw some other kids dressed up. Actually it appeared they had just chosen to wear their favourite clothes to school for the day. Lily plucked up some courage and scurried out of the car with her head down. I told her if she felt really uncomfortable to fake a tummy ache and call me from the nurses office and I would take her uniform in. She looked appalled at the idea of faking something like that. I was just trying to help! ( yet another golden mummy moment LOL)

** She came home sporting a cool new pair of shades that she won for being the best dressed mis-match in 2nd grade.

It Is All But A Dream.

Since I pledged to blog daily for a month and I am pulling my hair out trying to do this and since this blog is my journal for the girls I am really stretching todays post.

Lily has been having some really strange dreams lately but they are very funny and I want to remember them so I am writing them here. (see this is where the stretch comes in)

About a week ago she woke up and told me about a dream she had had where she was driving (God help us all). She borrowed my car and went to school and at lunch time her and her friends went out for lunch. She said she wasn't very good at it ( am I surprised?) and kept bumping into things like cars and houses but her car just kept bouncing off of them and was fine. She couldn't stop giggling the whole time. (again, am I surprised?) After a little while of crashing she got so fed up because driving is much harder than it looks she just got out and left the car and then she woke up.

Dream Number 2.

This morning I was regaled with the tale of how we went to China and adopted another baby sister for her. This baby was only 3 days old and was bigger than Rosie. She was most indignant to find out we had named her baby sister Trouble and kept telling us that we couldn't name a child that as that was not a name. We wouldn't change it and Trouble was her name. The baby got bigger and bigger and kept getting into trouble.

Perhaps tomorrow I will have something a little more blog worthy but don't hold your breathe, tonight is is Lily's riding lesson and frankly just how many riding videos do you want to see?

From The Mouth Of Lily

On Friday evenings after I tuck Rosie into bed Lily and I have some special time together. Sometimes we play board games, or I give her mani's and pedi's, we bake cookies or watch movies, anything that lumps us together without her little sister. Last Friday she wanted to watch a movie and more specifically, she wanted her Gotcha Day movie. She has seen it countless times but we haven't watched it for a long time as she has been more interested in Rosies Gotcha Day movie of late.

As soon as the movie started so did the barrage of questions and comments.
Wow Mummy you were as skinny as a super model back then.
Daddy was fat then.
And on and on she went but the two classics that I never want to forget are these:

As she is watching the crowded room filled with nannies and wailing babies she spotted her orphanage director and this conversation took place:

(Lily) Mrs Li looks just like Teresa
(Me) Teresa who?
(Lily) Teresa from Chinese class, James' Mommy.
(Me) No she doesn't, they don't look anything alike.
(Lily) Yes they do, all Chinese people look the same apart from Rose and Father Joe.
I laughed so hard at this. Lily has to be the only Asian person that thinks they all look alike!

And her next classic for the night was when she was watching her get her very first bath. She was still very scared and was non verbal and just going through the motions. We had explained to her why she was feeling the way she was and she understood and this is her take on it all:
(Lily) Mummy I think I was hoping I was just being rented out for the day by the orphanage and that I was not going to have to stay with you and Daddy forever.

I have said it before and I will say it again...this kid of mine is smart.
Lily Cope, I love you so very much.

A Week In Pictures.

Lily riding her bike whilst wearing Heel*ies. One thing at a time apparently isn't enough for this little multi-tasker.

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Rosie on her rider.

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Just fun.

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This is what happens when you leave a child unattended with markers. DOH, I do believe I actually know better.

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Hmmm, silly Mama

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I suppose it was a good thing that I checked in on her when I did.

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I walked out of the bathroom for a minute this evening and when I returned I found that that Lily had been recruited by the Von Trapp family and was ready to start belting out the words to: "The Hills Are Alive.....

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I am going to blame every single one of my laugh lines on these two!

Shark Face

A couple of days ago Lily told me that her tooth was hurting. I looked but couldn't see anything. She whacked herself in the mouth very hard a week or so ago when playing the recorder so I thought it was due to that. When I would brush her teeth she would say, Ow Mummy that hurts. This morning I brushed very gingerly around the offending area and she still winced so I sent her to my room to get my specs and when she came back I inspected her mouth. Well whaddayaknow? Lily has a bright shiny new tooth just poking through the gum line. The one at the front on the bottom. When I told her she was delighted. She shrieked and ran and told her dad and jumped up and down.

I really didn't like to burst her bubble but I thought I should point something out to her because I could see how it would be exciting if you had had a wobbly tooth and it had fallen out and then you got to see a new big tooth. But she hasn't lost a tooth yet. Her little tooth is still there and still very much embedded in her gum. This new tooth is growing in behind it.

She asked if it was bad and I told her her dentist said she thought this would happen. She was all excited again. I tried to wobble the baby tooth but it isn't in any hurry to move out.

And so for now I call her Shark Face!

After she came home from school today she asked if she could have some gum. I obliged her little whim and she sat down to do her homework. After about 20 minutes I walked up to her and dropped a Hershe*y Kiss on her paper. I walked away and entertained Rosie and a few minutes later Lily came up to me and said she had gum in her hair. I must have looked dumbfounded because she repeated herself. I asked her how it happened and she said, "Do you remember telling me about how Grandpa got some gum when he was a little boy and when he went to bed that night he didn't want to waste it so he stuck it behind his ear and when he woke up in the morning it was all stuck to his head and hair?" I told her that I remembered. She then continued, "Well I didn't want to waste my gum when I ate my kiss so I put it behind my ear and it fell into my hair."

I spent the next hour rubbing her hair in peanut butter and washing it four times until I finally got it out! I told her that her Grandpa has a lot to answer for and I suggested that she NEVER EAT GUM AGAIN, in her life.

The sad thing is, I love this life. The shark like tooth, the gum in the hair stories, the ear splitting shrieks of delight when she and her sister play, the constant chatter, her little face when she walks out of school and sees me and most of all I love it when she is just out of the bath and ready for bed and all snuggly. Lily is a very sweet soul and I am so lucky that I was chosen to be the one that she would call, Mummy.

My daddy is having surgery tomorrow so send him some good vibes. He doesn't "do" hospitals and is already planning his great escape!

Oh That Lily.

On Monday evenings Jacob cooks dinner for everyone as I am at work. Sometimes I am able to join them for dinner and last night was one of those evenings.

I have to add a little history here. When I first met Jacob he was an amazing cook, he kept a perfect house and was generally very tidy. At some point during the last 23 years he has forgotten completely how to cook, clean and tidy up. Don't get me wrong he is an amazing father and hubby and will help out with any thing I ask him to do but if left to his own devices it is never pretty anymore.

I arrived home last night just in time to see the kitchen fill with black smoke. He was looking harried and the kids looked hungry. He was rushing about opening doors and windows. He had forgotten that the garlic bread was under the broiler and by the time he remembered it was charcoal.

After a couple of minutes he got everything under control and we sat down to eat.
Just a few bites into her food Lily looked up and delivered this classic line:

"Is this dinner special needs?"

We lost it. We laughed so very hard and later once I was back at work I kept thinking about what she had said and each time I would laugh out loud.

Catching Up

Horrors, has it really been nearly a week? I swore last time I would stay on top of things.

First off does anyone suffer from, irritable bowel syndrome? If yes, PLEASE send me an email
jcope39382@aol.com or leave it in the comments section, whichever you prefer and tell me what medications have worked for you, what is your best advice and what is simply the worst thing you have tried that had no effect what so ever. If you have some miracle, prescribed or otherwise please share cos I have a family member who needs some help. Thank you so much.

Talking of poop: I had heard other parents talking about diaper blowouts but had never had the misfortune of experiencing one first hand. Holy smoke Batwoman, now I see what all the fuss is about! Miss Rose has had an upset tummy and let me tell you, it ain't pretty. Lily and Jacob have both thrown up this week due to Rosie's' misfortune. (wimps)

I took Lily with me grocery shopping this week and as always when we got home I reversed into the driveway. The following conversation ensued:

Lily: Mummy, what are you doing?
Me: Uh, reversing into the driveway.
Lily: Oh this is going to be bad I can just tell.
Me: What do you mean?
Lily: You are really bad at driving backwards. Can you just let me get out so I can go in the house with Daddy.
I let her out and then burst into fits of laughter. She knows me so well. The joke between Jacob and I is that the "R" on my gear stick means Ruh Roh and not reverse!

Tonight when I put Lily to bed she came down stairs a few minutes later and asked if I could please turn up the A/C. She told me that she likes to have Bunny's head out of the covers but it was so blowy that his ears were getting cold.

An yet another classic from Lily this week:
Rosie is Red
Her skin is pink
And the good Lord knows
Her diapers STINK

Yes I know it isn't very politically correct but for a 5 yr old it is very good and I have to say I think it is hilarious. I wonder how she comes up with this stuff? Life is never dull.

Now on to Rosie Posey. She understands way to much! She will do A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G for a grape! She speaks quite a bit of Chinese and now I am so glad that I have been struggling through Mandarin lessons with Lily for the past year. Occasionally I can understand what she is saying if it is really obvious. Yesterday she saw a dog and got very excited and kept saying G G G. Gou is dog. So I was able to figure it out. She also says "I want" in Chinese and then points or takes you to whatever it is. She knows, Itsy Bitsy Spider and loves to wash him out. She does the finger parts, kind of. She says YeYe for Lily, Rosie or Ro Ro for Rose and says Mama and Dada but she calls the fridge or any other objects mama and dada but she says them when she sees us to. She says Hi very clearly to everyone she knows. When we walk in the house she always squeals Hi. She says Thank you in Chinese but not very often. She has now figured out how to pucker up but still gives us the big wet French kisses. I love 'em.
My foodie is no longer a foodie and has done a complete turnaround. Now the child won't eat anything at all. I am not used to picky eaters so any advice would be welcome. This isn't just the last few days this has been a couple of weeks. It's a pain.

Jacob put in his transfer papers for Georgia this week. WOO HOO. The woohoo part was very short lived cos when they came back to us we found out he is number 43 on the list waiting to transfer to GA. This sucks like a Dyson! Now we are heading back to the drawing board and starting from scratch on our relocation list. Hum drum. If his company does one little thing we we will still be heading there but if not we will be looking for a different state. It has to be on the East coast cos I need to be able to get home (England) ASAP otherwise we would be moving clear across the country to Washington.

And finally our good friends lost one of their dogs this week very suddenly and unexpectedly. I had mentioned her many months ago as she was an amazing dog. Shadow was a therapy dog and one of the most gentle creatures on this earth. Shadow allowed me to be afraid of her and waited for me to build up some courage and trust and then her and I became friends, good friends. She was in a terrible accident a couple of years ago and I actually massaged her jaw. I trusted her enough to not only touch her but to touch the part of her that I feared the most.....her jaws. I was scared to death the first time and scared she would notice my fear and my shaking hands but she didn't care. Everytime I went to the house I would spend time with her. One time she barked when I was in the room and I ran straight out the door, I didn't realise what I had done until R and S started to laugh, I was shaking from head to toe! She was a Doberman, the biggest Dobey I have ever seen. Shadow, you touched so many people especially all the little children at Miami Children's Hospital and you will be sorely missed. Shara, my heart goes out to you.

Oops, cant end on a sad note so let me think of something else silly that has happened here.
Rosie is always saying something that sounds just like, Bitchy, bitchy, bitchy now give me a beer. We have no idea what she is trying to say but we encourage her all the time cos it is just so funny (actually I am the only one that encourages her cos I think it is hilarious....bad mummy)

My Princess.....who claims to be over Princesses but still dresses up like one at least once a week.

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A Christmas Kiss

Today we finished off our Christmas shopping. Lily and I went out early this evening and managed to get everything else we needed. As we were standing in line at a register in Crate and Barre*l she spotted some mistletoe and ask me this: "Mummy, why do people kiss under the bristletoe?" I found it so hard not to laugh. The man in front of me cracked up. I decided that since there are so few Lilyisms left that I am not touching this one. I have corrected her a few times but it isn't sinking in so from now on Bristletoe it is. Something about the thought of bristley toes makes me want to gag rather than pucker up but oh well.

Hope your day was merry and bright.

Our baby girl is going to spend Christmas in the orphanage all alone with no Father Christmas to spread the Christmas cheer. This one is killing me. We bought her some gifts today and plan on sending them to her. But it hurts all the way into the middle of my heart.

R.O.F.L.M.A.O

Today Lily came home from school with a picture for us. It is a picture if Jacob and I. When I saw it I cracked up laughing, I really didn't mean to but it is just hilarious. Apparently dear husband needs to use more sunscreen cos Lily has a different opinion of him than most.
She realised a little while ago that we are both naked and she wanted to finish it but I took this photo before she had a chance to dress us as that would take away from hubby's suntan!

Take a look for yourselves.


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Middle Of The Night Conversations

We have been having a lot and I mean A LOT of thunderstorms lately. The tropical kind that rattle your windows. Many of them have occurred in the middle of the night so Lily has been coming running into our room, pillow and Bunny in hand and ready to get comfortable.

We have no problem with her sleeping in our bed. I know it isn't meant to be a good thing but honestly, we love it. She has always been good about going to bed in her bed so a few nights here and there are fun.


Last week she came sprinting in and I pulled her in and cuddled her when she decided she had to go to the bathroom first before she could go to sleep. Out of bed I crawl and off we go. No sooner were we in bed again and Jacob gets up to go to the loo and then he comes back. Now I am finally thinking, thank God, perhaps we can get back to sleep now when this oh so perky little voice pipes up, "Hey dad, you wanna go and get some middle of the night cookies?" He told her it was to close to breakfast. Now I am really wishing every one would be quiet when she says, and she was really chirpy, "OK., another time, don't tell mum OK Dad". I growled, "I heard you now go to sleep."

Last night this is what unfolded. A huge crash of thunder followed instantaneously by the pitter patter of little feet and me getting whacked in the face by a pillow as she tried to climb in. I reached over and gave her a tug and shoved her into the middle. Ahhh, all was silent when suddenly Jacob starts snoring to beat the band. I reached over Lily and was just able to reach him so I gave him a gentle whack and asked him to stop snoring. Ahhhh, silence but of course not for long. Jacob starts with his nose singing again and this time it really annoyed me so I thought since my legs are longer than my arms I would give him a gentle kick. So I reached around Lily and wham. I also asked him to stop it, in what I am sure was a kind and pleasant wifey tone. The next thing I know Schnoog says this, "Mom, stop talking, I can't sleep with YOU making all this noise!" I couldn't believe it, there she is in MY bed and she has the audacity to defend the snorer. Little girls and their daddy's........it's a beautiful thing





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D.I.Y.

I have had a home project to do for absolutely ages and since the weather is so gawd forsakenly hot I decided that today was the day. We have a piece of furniture that needs to be refinished so Lily and I took it on today. We started by sanding it and she was a champ but I realised that this really old piece is made up of more than one piece so consequently it is different types of wood so if I took it down to the bare wood and stained it, it would look even worse. We had to rethink it and the final decision was to paint it.

The sun must of got to me cos I let Lily help, well at least with the priming. Silly, silly me.

So Far So Good

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I am not a particularly self conscious person, sure I have my quirky body parts that I am not overly fond of but for the most part, W.H.A.T.E.V.E.R. but I do not, repeat NOT, like my laugh which for someone who spends all her life laughing is just plain weird. Due to this fact it was really hard for me to post this next video because I am howling like a shrew but it is so funny that I decided to bite the bullet. Watch the part when Lily realises that she has painted the handle, she slaps her forehead and it caught me off guard. Shortly after this was taken we called it quits. I tried like the dickens to get the Schnoog primer free in her bath but it didn't happen. I was scrubbing so hard that I thought she might bleed. She managed to get it all over her legs and toes. This project is now my project which I will complete once she is in bed or at school but it was hilarious painting with her.


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Welcome To My Life

First off a rant. WTF is going on with Dropshots? I have used this service every single day since starting to blog and now it appears to have gone on the Fritz, is anyone else having trouble?


Back to normal programming.


Yesterday Lily received a parcel in the post from her Nannis. It was a set of clothes for Bunny. She was so delighted. Nannis has made all sorts of dolly clothes for Lily's cousin Heather and Lily loved dressing up the bun in all the finery. One evening as Nannis was cooking Lily ran up to her and said, "after you have finished cooking dinner could you knit my bunny some clothes please?" and with that she ran off. Nannis explained that she needed a little time but she would do it and she has. She knitted a red collection with buttons that open and a drawstring for the Bun's scrawny waist. Lily loves Bunny's new look.



After dressing Bunny in his/her gladrags Lily decided to add a wig. First she wore it herself.



Then Bunny had a turn and Lily sported a blond number.

Then just as I thought things couldn't get any sillier ( who am I kidding I live with Jacob)this happened. Jacob swears it was not his idea.



And it continued down hill until they ended up like this.


Thank you for all the comments on the peeing. I am not concerned about it. It is an annoyance more than anything else, not for us but for Lily. I don't want to jinx things so I will wait a few days before giving an update.