No Thank You Mama

Yesterday at dinner I told Mster she had to finish her tomatoes. She responded: No thank you Mama.

Spit Kisses

I spent a better part of this morning running away from Mster's who thought "spit kisses*" were the funniest thing in the world.

*spit kisses = Mster blowing bubbles with spit and trying to kiss you on the lips

A Big Frown

A bird pooped on me at the zoo today. I hate birds at the zoo.

Just taking the train to work

This morning Mster got on her little car and "drove" it to the kitchen where she announced she was driving to the train to go to work.

A note to Sven...

I am not pleased at your attempt to conquer my waistline. I realize you were dubbed "Sven the Conqueror" but do not feel you have to begin your attacks so early in your life.

And on another note, Calm Down. Whats the rush? You've got all your life to kick and jump and move every which way. Why torture me now with all those crazy dance moves?

Tidbits of the week...

1. I told Mster to tell Cster it was bedtime. She ran into the room and Cster asked her what time it was. She looked at her "watch" and announced "10 minutes".

2. Guess who sang the loudest at church today out of key and with mumbling words like la ah ya da la la yaya da?

3. Whatever you do, do not tell Mster we are going to water the plants unless you are prepared to go exactly at that moment. Her Grandma told her she could help her water the plants on the phone tonight and Mster was at the door looking for "tamma's sandals" and putting on her boots. Oh the tears and dissappointment at not understanding the concept of "in 6 days".

4. No matter how much she begs, do not let Mster eat cereal other than at breakfasttime and no matter how much she tries to convince you that she has/had cereal for lunch and dinner too, she didn't.

Happy Mothers Day

"Happy Mommy Day!"

The best words a mom can hear today.

See

Cster: Mster, Are you allowed to touch Daddy's computer?
Mster: No...see.
Cster: that's right. You can only look at Daddy's computer.
Mster: (leans in as close as she possibly can)
Cster: remember Mster you can only see Daddy's computer.
Mster: (hitting her chin on the computer)
Cster: Stop Mster. You can't touch Daddy's computer. Are you allowed to touch Daddy's computer?
Mster: No.
Mster: Daddy touch?
Cster: Yes, Daddy can touch his computer.
Mster: (grabs Cster's finger and starts banging it on the computer)

Determination

1st thing is that my garden rocks. Everything is growing. Life is good. Mster is super excited about our garden and all our indoor experiments too. Every morning I wake up and she informs me that we must go "water plant". It might be raining outside but those plants need watering. It may have just rained for 36 hours straight but why are we not outside right at this very moment to "water plant".

2nd thing is Mster's obsession with performing tasks. There are certain "jobs" that I have let Mster do once that she now claims to be hers and if I perform these tasks I must face her rath*. The latest is the laundry. I let her put the soap in once and now she demands soap everytime. Dont' even bother explaining that you don't need soap to just put clothes into the dryer. We are doing laundry and adding soap is a part of laundry and Mster is going to put soap in the washing machine.

Silly silly girl.

*Her rath being a very pitiful face covered in her hands as she hurls herself at the couch and wimpers.