Tuesday, October 21, 2008

dr. yaya? paging dr. yaya

this is a sour and sweet story (i'm sure you're wise enough to figure out which parts are which):

a few weeks ago, my 85-year old grandmother (maggie) passed out, hit her head, sprained her wrist, twisted her (flipping off) finger and ultimately had to get seven staples in her head. the daisies and i went to visit her and they were entranced with the fact that she had staples in her head. titter went into maggie's room, came out and announced, "boy mommy, maggie's a MESS!" and little automatically mimics and says, "yep, maggie a MESS!" we brought her some coloring books and crayons and visited for a while (that is, as long as we could without having maggie pass out again due to the um, spirited, earsplitting, and alto-esque exchanges between the two daisies).

now we're home and little is quite quiet (eerily so). i find her in her room with her favorite baby (jackson), some tape and a sharpie (not a good combination).
me: what are you doing, little?
little: oh hi mama. jackson hurt he-self. i no have staples so i use tape.



ladies and gentlemen, i proudly introduce a pain-free medical breakthrough technique discovered by dr. yaya:

nb: the sharpie marks are jackson's owies. you know what the tape is for.
yes, we have hidden all the staplers.

Friday, October 17, 2008

recipe for disaster

well, not really.
yes, ok it was.
but it was a good disaster. a friend brought over a huge ol' bag of dixon apples and i got a hankerin' to make me some appley pies. the daisies and i made FOUR! and i have NEVER made a pie (thank you, Paula Deen for a superb recipe!).




don't laugh. it was my first.















Thursday, October 16, 2008

end of summer

the end of summer always gives me a bittersweet feeling. i love popsicles, the daisies in their suits running and screaming like little maniacs, swimming lessons, blistering days at the ranch, and oh so much more.
on the other hand, i LOVE the fall, pumpkins, changing leaves, crisp days at the zoo and biopark, fires, warm pjs and cold pillows. oh, and the daisies still running and screaming like maniacs!





i don't even say smile, this is her automatic response the the camera.



this was an unplanned pose...checking out their names: how cute are they?!?

Monday, October 6, 2008

you're like butta...literally

along the way, you have been subjected to gabri-isms. well, elli is totally coming into her own and her little personality is so funny! i am now honored to bring you the first (of many i'm sure) elli-ism:

on our way to mcdonald's (shocking):
me: ok, let's stop at mickey d's for a quick bite before we go to xyz.
gabri: mickey d's?!?! mommy, you're silly that's mcDONald's
elli: titter, mick d's is donod's in PANish
gabri: oh! that makes sense, thanks.

*****

i was setting up the ingredients for rice crispie treats the other day. when i went looking for the butter, i couldn't find it, so i got another stick out. now i feel comfortable in saying that b.c. (before children) anyone knows that starting and completing a recipe is not normally a huge deal that takes all day. however, a.c. (you got it, after children), there is no such thing as going directly from point a to point b without taking a detour to f, g, e, t, z, back to a, throwing in a 3, then eventually finding your way back to a, starting all over again...which ultimately brings you back to f, g, e, t...you get the picture. ok, so i get back to the butter part, swear to myself that i am losing it because i really think i got it out already (mind you this is now TWO sticks i've gotten out). the third stick is now out and my darling little one comes around the kitchen and says, "oh tank you mama," and tries to grab it while she has two sticks of butter in her hands...munching away.
what are you DOING?
oh, i jus eat da butta. ees good. make me stronga.


(please note the teeth marks)