Ur doing it wrong

Kristin loves to help around the house, especially now that school is almost done. She helps out at dinner and offers to do little chores here and there. Kayla is the complete opposite. She expects us to do everything for her.

It's not always sunshine and rainbows

Spent Sunday afternoon scraping noodles and bread from the back seat of my car. Someone decided to contract a stomach virus of sorts. She's feeling better now, and no fever, so that's always a good sign.





"Stomach Virus ain't got nothing on me!"



I remember when Kristin was young and had stomach viruses. Not a pretty sight either.





I'm just hoping Kristin doesn't catch whatever Kayla had.

Eating out

Why? Why is it that every time we go out to eat, a peaceful non-drama filled meal can't be had? It always starts with that mischievous glance, the troublesome glare. Then the physical altercation...a pinch, a shove, a kick.

Then they make up and bust out into song and dance....while.....we.....eat.

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Kayla had her first art exhibition today. She's been in art class for almost a year now, and was asked to select one of her favorite pieces for display, more on that later. She also got to paint her own little square on the classroom floor which I though was neat.

She gets into the zone when she's doing art.

The instructor did a little interview on camera with her, and it was so funny hearing her explain her project.

When she first brought it home, I thought it was an airplane, but there was also another small piece that went with it. Can you guess what it is?

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I would have never guessed.....The little separate piece was a fish, yes a fish....that the whale was trying to eat.

If they could have it their way.....

It would be chocolate syrup for toothpaste.



I don't know what it is, but I think cavities run in the family. I have my fair share of cavities, and I know my mom and dad have a bunch. I'm pretty sure the K's are on their way as well. Kristin already has a few, and supervised flossing and brushing are a regular routine now.

I LOVE SOCCER!

Kayla: SOCCER?!?! Oh my gosh, I LOVE soccer! MOM, can I go play soccer? CAN I? CAN I?

Mom: Are you sure? You said the same thing about ballet. We signed you up, and you cried for 4 straight classes and eventually we dropped out.

Kayla: No, I love soccer. I'm going to play. Soccer is like my FAVORITE!!! I love soccer!!

Mom: There's a soccer clinic coming up. Maybe you can go try it and see if you like it.

Kayla: OK! I want to go, I want to go!

Kayla: I'm gonna kick the ball like this! Let me show you! (she does this thing where she sucks in her cheeks before kicking and kicks with all her might)

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Fast forward to soccer clinic. My wife sends me this picture and texts me "she's totally NOT participating." LOL. She sat there during the whole clinic and didn't want anything to do with soccer.

After coming home, she goes "............can we play soccer?" My wife was not amused.

Kristin is the polar opposite. She's willing to try anything once.

Rolling in the deep

I love taking the K's on little excursions, no real reason other than to get them outdoors and exploring the space around them.

Kayla is Mommy's girl. Picked these flowers/plants just for her.