Girl time

This afternoon, Ava followed me into the bathroom. She sat down on the little step stool and sighed, "Girls need to spend time with girls". "Who told you that?" , I asked. Ava looked at me wisely and said, "It just came from myself".
By the way...The winner of my little photo contest has been decided. I won't tell you who, but if you recieve a box of chocolates it's pretty safe to assume it was you. I giggled over all of my entries and if the dollar wasn't dropping like rock, I'd send you all a box! I will be posting a new contest soon (because I am just so amused by it!) so stay tuned!
One last thing....Aunt Carissa, if you are reading this...Ava has written letter after letter to you on her aqua doodle. She claims that they say the most profound things like: I love you and I hope you can come visit me soon! and I hope you like "Charles-man". To me, all of her letters look like: MOMLVOELIAVADADLLLOCOOOM (or some variation)

Who wears the pants?

Here is Eli shortly after winning the "last kid standing" contest. It's rather funny to watch him continue to "play" with her even after she passed out. After reading a book to her, Eli ran his little cars all over her arms and head yelling "Vrooooommmm!" He then tried to put a sock and shoe on her, and finally Eli covered his sister with a blanket, gave her a kiss "nigh nigh" and went on to his next task (looking for "floor snacks"). I wish I could sleep this deeply....

Here is a picture of my men playing a duet...
Twinkle, twinkle little star
I don't know where my pants are
They could be hiding near or far
(Maybe in the neighbors car)
Mommy, don't get in a huff
I still can't get my diaper off!

I'm not sure what my children have against pants... Actually Ava enjoys folding laundry so much that, once the load is folded, she will take off her own clothes and fold them!

Poor Horsey!

Last night I had a work meeting that was only supposed to take an hour. It took two. Unfortunately, Eric and the kids were waiting on me to get done so that we could grab dinner as a family. When I FINALLY got out of there, I jumped in the car, apologized to Eric for being so late, and then made some comment about "beating a dead horse" for the last hour of my meeting. Well, Ava was aghast, "Mommy, why did you kill the horse? Was it a big horse? What color was the horse? Why couldn't you just put the horsey in time out?" When we met up with Kate and Kenny for dinner, the first thing out of Ava's mouth was, "Mommy and the other nurses kill horses at work". Great...gotta watch what we say around this one.

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Gas! Gas! Gas!

Today I had gas mask training at work. I got to watch someone read power point slides for 2 and a half hours, take a three hour lunch break (before you start wondering where your tax payer dollars are going- let me add that it was my day off), and then wear my full chem gear including my gas mask for 2 hours. By the time I got to take it off, I think I was breathing steam....imagine being in a tiny elevator with 13 obese people (who ate nothing but broccoli for lunch) and the heat is broken in July in San Antonio...and you are wearing a snowsuit. That is what gas mask training is like. At least I got to come home to my adorable children when I was done!

Yes, they are true military brats in every sense of the word!