Notice anything?

what is different?

Yes, indeed. She has glasses

BUT  they are not prescription glasses, oh no. They are fake glasses, uh huh. Weirdo Child has had an obsession with glasses for quite a while and started, a couple of weeks ago, wearing sunglasses all the time and I mean all the time. She was wearing them 24/7. I was worried that they would hurt her eyes and was also worried that she would fall down the stairs as some of the pairs that she wore had really black lenses in. Things only got worse when she got her American Girl doll and hooked her up with a pair of specs also. In Rosies mind everyone in her family wears glasses apart from her.

I went online and found fake glasses for kids and got her some. Weirdo Child thought she had won the lotto. Talk about the best gift ever!

So now the little fruit cake has her very own glasses and feels like she fits right in!
It's so very hard not to giggle at that face.

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It's a bunch a toys and crayons that are whizzing about inside the washing machine as I type. By the time I saw them the door could not be opened as the water level was to high. Somebody, who will remain nameless, but if you would like a hint, is the shortest member of the household, apparently had a whole bunch of things squirrelled away inside her pockets. Pockets that I didn't know existed cos if I did I would have found this stash of goodies before putting them in the wash! Every Friday when she comes home from school I wash her book bag and lunch box. She never has anything in her book bag other than a sweater and occasionally a folder and a library book. I removed all of the afore mentioned items. Hopefully all the crayons made their way to the front of the washing machine and as I type they aren't colouring, willy nilly all over the washing. Time will tell. Person who is to remain nameless had a very sheepish look on her face but then fell into a heap of giggles cos her Mother isn't very good at keeping a straight face either!

Bwa ha ha.

The pictures aren't that good. It was a stealth photography attack.

Lily was doing homework. I was doing this and that and Rosie was playing a game. I could hear her chatting away and doing various things but I wasn't prepared for what I saw. You can't see the flippers.

They say that children emulate their parents. For the record I would just like to say that I NEVER, not once, walked down the street pushing either of them in their pushchairs whilst wearing nothing more than my bloomers, swimming goggles and cap. NEVER.

Imagination

At some point between her birthday and now her birthday crown went from being this:

a birthday crown

To this:

a Super Heroes mask
I love the imagination of children, it's endless.

~ She wears it well

We had lunch at the Crepemaker. Rosie had a red and black, (strawberry and nutella).

Speechless

You would think that this would leave me speechless but sadly there is a perfectly good explanation, in Rosie's mind.
We had just come home from Lily's swim team practice and she asked me to please find her, her goggles, her slippers, those would be flippers to you and I, and Lily's old swim cap. I did, as I was about to cook dinner and she was playing.
The next thing I knew she was at swim team practice also. Not sure why she never put on a bathing suit. She just marches to her own drum.

Rosie

Rosie loves to help. Things take 10 times as long when she helps me but I don't care at all. If helping involves water in any way, shape, or form it can take 100 times longer. Girl loves to play in water.

I just had this conversation with her:

Me: Rosie would you like to help me wash the grapes?

Rosie: What day is it?

Me: Tuesday

Rosie: No thanks, I don't help on Tuesdays.

Ha ha ha ha. Where does she come up with this stuff?

And for the record, she didn't help and I was done in a flash, for a change.

I Couldn't Make This Stuff Up.

I have thought for the longest time that Rosie really has great mastery of the English language but after the last few days I think I am wrong, very, very wrong.

Today the girls and I were in a shoe shop. Both of the girls find great joy in the little sockies that they provide for you to try on shoes. I mean between those things and latex gloves at the doctors office I don't think I would ever need to buy toys. As we were entering the shop Lily asked if they could have a sockie each. I told them that they could indeed have ONE each. Oh the joy and the desperation whilst we walked around as I perused shoe after shoe. Finally I told Lily to get them. I didn't find anything I liked (which frankly I find mortifying) and told Lily to get her sockie. As we were at the door leaving the shop I asked Rosie where hers was. She looked at my puzzled and I asked her again.

She immediately looked over her shoulder and back at the door and in a very loud voice announced, " I don't have any, I need TAMPONS too!"
Me: What, you need what?
Rosie: Tampons
Lily: (she was hysterically laughing but managed to say) :They're not TAMPONS, they're pantyhoses.
Me: I was speechless at this point
Rosie: Okay then, then I need panties-hoses
Me: HELP, take me away!

I am sure she didn't yell the word tampon in her loudest voice ever I think it just seemed that way.
I finally set them both straight and explained they are neither tampons nor pantyhoses nor panties-hoses but they are indeed little sockie thingamajigs.
Good thing I don't get embarrassed easily.

She Said, What?

This morning when I came home from work I went to get changed to go for a run. Rosie and Lily were playing in Lily's room and then Rosie came dashing into our room with a ribbon tied over her eyes. I decided this was a bad idea, (imagine that) and asked her what she was doing.

Me: Rosie, what are you doing? You are going to hurt yourself.

Rosie: I am playing blonde.

Me: You're doing what?

Rosie: Playing blonde.

Me: What on earth do you mean?

Rosie: I can't see, I'm blonde.

Me: Ummm, do you mean blind?

Rosie: Yeah, blind.

I ran into the bathroom grabbed a towel and laughed my head off. Apparently having a blonde mother is rubbing off on her. Oh and the game continued and she never got hurt.

Seven-Eleven Needs A Ride Thru

I am quite sure the unassuming customers at Seven- Eleven were not expecting to see horses tethered up outside when they ran in for their coffee or whatever else they were stopping for.

Lily had a ride out and the destination: 7-11 for a slurp*e and or a treat of their choice. It was hilarious seeing the faces of the other customers and even funnier watching everyone snarf down their food and drinks on horseback. Rosie and I drove there to meet them when they arrived. Lily still has no objections to me accompanying her on lessons and ride outs so I always go. I know it won't be long before the idea of me showing up causes her eyes to roll, way, way, back in her head.

Not the best pictures, the light was in front of me and I had to be quick

Lily absolutely loving the experience, not so much the drink.



As the little sister, Rosie gets to spend a lot of her time waiting on her sister. We wait for her to come out of school, we wait for her to go into school, we wait for her while she rides and on and on the list goes. So when Lily is busy with her business Rosie gets to have some fun as well.

She drives my car, well I expect she would if her feet actually reached the pedals and she could see over the dash.

She loves to drive and these photos just make me smile.

Funny Girl.

On Sunday Rosie attended a birthday party for one of her friends. She wanted to chose her outfit, so I let her. When I saw what she chose I wanted a photo of her in it because this cute little number is a hand-me-down from Lori and Katie Starr and I wanted them to see her wearing it.

She was in quite the silly mood!






I am not sure if I have mentioned this before or not but this nutty little girl of ours has super skinny feet, well not the whole foot just the heel portion, consequently she is very limited in the styles of shoes that she can wear. No pretty strappy sandals for this kidlet cos they fall off of her skinny heels. We have even tried buying shoes in other countries on the off chance that they run narrower at the heel....no chance. So if you wonder why this child is always in k*eds or Cr0cs or other clodhoppers, that is the explanation. Oh, it's a travesty to be a girl and be limited on footwear choices.

When It's Windy.....

.....it's a jolly good idea to wear shorts to the park!

Face has been hidden by flying dress to prevent child from humiliation in later life. Bwa ha ha ha ha.

R.O.F.L. A Whole Lot

I know as a parent we are supposed to laugh with our children and not at them but yesterday I just could not control myself and I just burst in to uncontrollable fits of giggles at the sight of my little girl in her new, mandatory school uniform.

Rosie goes to a nursery school and is only there 2 mornings a week so I was quite shocked to find out that this year they were implementing uniforms for all the children. When Lily was a student there she only had to wear their shirts when she went on a field trip. I happen to be a big supporter of school uniforms....but I do like them to fit. I have never thought that that was a requirement of them until yesterday when I went and picked up Rosies.

Judge for yourself and bear in mind that Rosie is 43 months old and these uniforms are age 2. How big are children getting now that the average 2 year old fits into these clothes?

Excuse the headless child...just look at the size of the shirt. I was laughing to hard to focus on the whole picture.

These are some "bring sexy back" shorts if ever I saw some!
Rosie, laughing herself silly. Thank goodness she has a great sense of humour.


Here is a little, very short impromptu video of her in her new threads. I couldn't stop laughing, so please excuse the quality of the audio.

I Can't See You.

Rosie is permanently attached to a balloon. She wears them like most sane people wear necklaces or bracelets. She just doesn't understand that they are not accessories. Maybe she does understand but she just doesn't care, who knows?

She has recently discovered the joys of Hide and Seek. She will stand in a corner or sit on the couch and cover her eyes and count to 13 (that isn't some arbitrary number, that's as high as she goes without messing up) while you go and hide. She's really good and unlike her big sister, she doesn't peek.

When it is her turn she expects the same treatment from you. Sadly she isn't very quiet when she goes and hides and she is only 2 but she tries so very hard. Sometimes things just don't go quite as well as planned for her though.

When I saw this I laughed out loud and couldn't stop. She came out of the bathroom to see what I was laughing at and got so mad and immediately slammed the door again only to have the same thing happen again. and again. and again.

She Just Needs Accessories.

You might remember this photo from a few weeks back where Rosie was wearing swimming goggles in the car
well apparently that was just the start to a whole new phase of her accessorizing.


Now the goggles are a regular occurrence. She wears them most of the time but now they are usually up on her head.


Her other absolute favourite accessories are balloons. Oh, you didn't know balloons are accessories? Well that's cos you don't do them right!



She is truly wonderful this kid. Full of vigor and zest for life. Can't tell her anything cos she knows it all. I think she might just be my Mothers revenge! What did we do with out her. I thought Lily had life figured out but I think Rosie is one step ahead of her. Little devil she is and we wouldn't change an ounce of her.

(for the next little while the couple of you that leave comments will have to endure that nasty little word verification. I am really sorry but I have been hammered in the last 24 hours with spam and the only way to stop it is by doing this. I will take it off in a couple of weeks, I promise)

I have decided to grow out Rosie's fringe and so now every day I have to find a way to keep it out of her eyes. I remember this battle with Lily and it isn't much fun. Since the girls have such silky smooth hair hairclips just slip onto the floor in record time.

I think she looks so sweet with out her fringe.


When we first bought her home we used to call her the big giant head cos she had such an enormous noggin and this photo just made me laugh cos she bounced forward just as I took it and she looks like an enormous head and nothing else.


After all that bragging yesterday about her finally wearing clothes that are 24 months this outfit nearly fits her now. My sister sent it to her for her 2nd birthday, last February, it is 12-18 months and the trousers are still way to big. English children must be gargantuan. LOL

Why Is She Wearing Swimming Goggles?

Sometimes I just don't have an explanation and this is one of those times.




I can however explain the lousy photo: I was driving!

Oh, I just realised that they are holding hands, be still my heart. ( Perhaps they thought death was imminent due to my taking photos whilst driving!)
Actually, I reached over my shoulder and snapped it blindly.

Rosie Rocks Out.

This morning Rosie wanted to play with Lily's guitar. Since Lily very rarely plays it I let her at it! She just picked it up and started strumming away. To say that Jacob and I were speechless was an understatement.

In my head it seemed so easy........

Both the girls received a package in the post last week from their Grandparents. Lily's was from her Nannis and was a new cardigan for school. Only Nannis and Nannie Rene know exactly what sort of cardy's Lily likes to wear to school so only Nannis and Nannie Rene can make them for her. Two years ago Nannis knitted Lily a little black one and she wore it nearly every single day and the thing was looking pretty raunchy by the end of the last day of school so Nannis promised her a new one. It didn't disappoint and has already been broken in. I have no idea what the school sets the thermostat on that requires the kids to all need sweaters and sweatshirts but each and every day they trot out of school all bundled up and the outside temperature today was 93 degrees! Insane.

Rosies gift was from Grandpa and she was thrilled with it so I decided to let her thank him herself on video. It seemed like an easy task but little did I know she thought the mailman, Arthur, gave it to her! Geesh. I edited some of it so it gets a bit choppy, sorry.

thank you Nannie and grandpa, the girls are thrilled to bits with their gifts. Arthur is also thrilled to know that he gets all the credit for the good stuff that arrives in house and the happiness it causes.

YEE HAW.

Frankly I cannot think of anything that is less-British than that title but it sums up how I feel right now!

Rosie and I have just left her gastroenterologists office for the 5th or maybe the 6th time and this time we made the Dr happy. In fact we made her very happy. The last appointment we had was on the day we left for the U.K. and Rosie had only managed to gain 2 ounces and was still having diner-reeney after every single thing that she ate. Not so anymore thanks to that unplanned trip to England. She hasn't had diarrhea since June. We discovered the culprit quite by accident and have eliminated it from her diet and today she tipped the scales at 25 lbs and 3 ozs! She has gone from being in the 3rd percentile to being in the 10th for weight. She also grew 1 inch. The child is a giant. She can now wear the next size diaper legally as opposed to just wear them cos her mother felt sorry for her wearing such pathetically small diapers. (they still come up to her boobies but that is beside the point)

On another bright and cheery note I returned home on Sunday to a voicemail that said, "hey Tart, call me". I got chills up my spine. Only 2 friends in the world call me Tart, a hubby and wife team but she is sick, very very sick and she never calls me anymore. But it was her voice, full of vim and vigour, she sounded like her old self. I rang her back and I got to see her yesterday for the first time in 5 years. It did my heart good. Pammie, I love you and to see you yesterday was so wonderful. Twenty years melted away and it was just like old times and BTW I don't care what that old b*stard says, I am not getting old LOL. When you are ready let me know and I will come and get you and bring you over for the day. Promise me that!

I am off to do the happy dance with Goliath.