Just Because I Can....

...I want to tell you the things you will find in my own personal hell: 

* Cashiers who give the dollars back and THEN the change... so that it rolls all over the damn place. I was a cashier for many years, and I DISTINCTLY remember the opposite being part of my training. Oh, and to all you haters that are going to ask "Who actually pays with cash anymore?" Well, I do...because I'm a stay-at-home mom and that's how I budget. So there. 

Ahhhh! Stop the madness!

* These damn footie socks. I think they are ugly, and I actually think they are designed NOT to be seen. If you have an adorable pair of shoes like this, why taint them with the ugly, peeking toe "liners?" Really- either go barefoot or wear real socks. 

Honestly. Who thinks this looks OK? 

* People who say "seen" when they should not. Example: "Sarah, I seen your girls at the park." No, actually you SAW them at the park, but whatever. 

Amen.

*  Whatever that God-awful funk is that permeates the air near the Woodman's deli. I never buy lunchmeat there. I want NOTHING that comes from a place that smells like that, and talking to the dude at the meat counter would mean I'd have to stop holding my breath. 

Yup. This is the face I make as I rush from the produce to the dairy section.

*Just about any show from the Disney Channel... except "Good Luck Charlie." For some reason, I find those darn Duncans heartwarming (and I secretly want to live in their awesome house!) 

Heeelllllooooo! A chalkboard fridge? LOVE!

*Centipedes. They will be there, because they are the devil's minions, I know it. 

Truth be told, I had a minor panic attack googling centipede pictures. Holy shit, these things are disgusting.

Five is Fun!

This past week, Lucy (finally!) went for her five year well-visit. 

She did outstanding, and charmed our fantastic pediatrician with stories of "cowt-wheels" and getting ready for "kin-duh-gawten." 

Hattie, on the other hand, well... she was a treat. At one point, after the doctor teased her about something silly, she threw herself on the floor, on her belly, and put her fingers in her ears. It was lovely. As I tried desperately to get her up and save some face, he calmly said, "We refer to these as 'birth control' babies. Every family has one."  Oh. My. 

So... back to Lucy. Five has been awesome so far. I love, love, love this age (says the past kindergarten teacher) Overnight, she has seemed to have grown into this "kid" and left all hints of toddlerhood in the dust. She is taking gymnastics this summer, and it is definitely the highlight of her week. She flits and flips and jumps and tumbles all over the house, and has taught herself to cartwheel. She is quite the artist, and is bound and determined to learn how to read. She desperately wants to grow her hair out, but has no patience for me to comb it, so I think we'll keep it short for now (wink, wink) She loves "My Little Pony" (yuck) and wants to learn to ride a 2 wheeler this summer. She still doesn't say her "R's" well and her favorite food is salad. I wouldn't be surprised if she becomes a vegetarian once she figures out that's an option.... She gave up naps the day she turned 5 and hasn't looked back since. She is SO excited to start kindergarten at "Maggie's school" this fall.

Stats wise, she's a long and lean little monkey. In my mind, she's this teeny bundle of muscles and energy, where I always remember Maggie has a taller, thinner, lankier kid...stat-wise, however, that's not quite the case!

Lucy
Height: 43.5" (65%)
Weight: 40# (47%) 

Maggie

Height: 44.25"   (81%)

Weight: 44 #    (75%)