"Does Somebody Have a Key?"

Yesterday we went to see a special exhibit at our local floral conservatory and zoo, and while we were there we noticed they're working on a new special kids' room with play equipment and large plastic animals on display.

Or, rather, Ruby noticed it - while we were standing around in the corridor, she went over to the (locked) door and started frantically trying to open it. When she found that she couldn't, she turned to the crowds of passing folks and yelled out to no one in particular, "Hey, does somebody have a key?"

Bashful girl!

Bloober.

Last night as a treat the girls got to watch Enchanted on DVD. The bonus features included a blooper reel, and most of you know how much Momlissa likes bloopers, so of course that's what we watched first. When it was done, Ruby turned to Mommy and said, "Is bloober over?"

It Couldn't Last Forever.

You remember how a couple months ago we were bragging about how Cecilia had never even heard of Hannah Montana? Well, now, thanks to one of their grandmothers who shall remain nameless (JUDY), Cici has been indoctrinated into the cult of the preteen phenom/scourge. We have yet to get any requests for $300 concert tickets, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time.

Additionally, the girls are now both obsessed with the hideous recent movie version of Alvin and the Chipmunks. So much so, that Cici just composed a thank-you note for the video store. It reads:

ALVIN
and the
ChiPmunks
its a great Movie
it is awesome
it is funny
it is so great.

I'm sure somewhere up there David Seville is smiling. . . .

A Matter Of Simple Logistics.

Earlier this weekend Cici said thoughtfully to Momlissa, "I wish that everyone who lives here would move to Wisconsin."

She thought a little bit, then added, "Either that, or Grandma and Grandpa K---- would move to Minnesota."

Pickle Who?

The girls are watching PBS Kids' Super Why! right now, and the storyline involves Little Red Riding Hood having upset Peter Piper by eating one of his pickled peppers.

Ruby summarized the conflict for me by saying, "Red Riding Hood ate something . . . and Pickle Pecker was mad."

Ten Years From Now

This morning Ruby did NOT want to get up. Her grandma and grandpa babysat last night, so the girls ate way too much sugar and stayed up way too late. In fact, when we walked in the door last night the first thing Ruby said was, "We drank soda!" Nice job, Grandma.

Anyway, when I went in to wake the girls this morning they were not excited to greet the day. After much nudging and speaking-softly on my part, Ruby finally lifted her head and hollered at me, "Stop waking us up, Mommy!"

Can you imagine what she'll be like as a teenager?!

Deep in Conversation

Ruby and Lindsay, deep in conversation while on a walk a few weeks ago. I can only imagine what these two were talking about...