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The Other Side of the Fence follows a former working mama as she explores "the other side of the fence" first-hand as a temporary stay-at-home mom.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

A little bit of this and that

I have a bunch of random, funny things that have happened lately, as well as some photos, so here's a little story/photo dump for your reading/viewing pleasure.

-Big A got off the bus today and said she had something to tell me. I leaned over and she said "I still have my pajamas on." I looked at her and all I saw was a jumper, shirt and tights. Huh? Then she told me that she still had her pajama shorts from the night before on under her tights. I'm not really sure how this happened, since I was the one that put on the tights...over the pjs. Oh well, in case she wants to turn Mormon, she'll  be prepared.

-J was putting a band-aid on a gross cut he got playing softball. I told him he should stop playing softball because he kept hurting himself. Big A piped in, "Yeah, you're going to use up all the band-aids."

-During our anniversary dinner (9 years, holla!), I asked J if he needed to "go potty" before we left the restaurant. Ah, romance.

-Speaking of the potty, Little A is officially potty-trained! Each time she goes, she starts peeing, then looks up at me and says "Don't clap till I'm done." It never gets old.

-The other morning I was complaining that the house was messy yet again. Big A piped up, "Maybe you shouldn't have had kids, then your house would be clean." Zing! Mastering the Jewish guilt trip at the age of 5.

-The other night, Little A woke up crying. I went into her room and she said through her tears, "Where's Abby?" I told her she was in bed sleeping. The next morning, I asked Little A what she was dreaming about. She said she thought Abby had gone to Florida. 

-Speaking of crying, Little A has really discovered her sensitive side lately. Its not unusual for her to cry real tears over the oddest things. The other night we were leaving for an event, and she suddenly decided she needed the giant lamb stuffed animal that hangs on her bed -- something she has had for years and barely looked at. She brought it downstairs, threw herself on top of it and cried about how she was going to "miss lambie" as we dragged her out the door.

And now for the pictures..
A weekend at the beach with cousins...
 Park playdate with some great girls
 Obligatory pumpkin patch photos
 

 Watching the kids grow....


 Well hello there, Mr. Scarecrow
 Always ready for her close-up


 Say hello to "Dr. Alex"
 The picture my mother-in-law sent after Little A took a #2. I am just grateful there
wasn't actually poop in the photo.

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