The emoji with the laughing and crying. . . and Jovey

Jovey was holding onto the back pockets of my jeans.  I told her they weren't made to hold her, that they were for my stuff.  She said, "right, they hold up your bum."  Thanks dear.

Jovey was playing with the Darth Vader balloon.  Yep, it's still alive.  She was hugging it and said, "Darth Vader is my husband."  I asked her if he was a good husband and she confirmed that he was indeed.

I was trying to talk Jovey out of growing up.  She countered with, "I have to grow up to be a mom, do big kid chores, and order my own food at the restaurants."  Those are the top reasons I grew up too.  ;)

Jovey was saying family prayers.  It's hard not to smile during her prayers.  She thanked God for recycling and her new jammies, and then asked to help Mom get some peace and quiet.  I liked that last part especially.  ;)

One day at lunch Jovey turned to me and said, "Mom, remember that time that Dad fell off the chair on his face?"  Yes, yes I do.  And it turns out it happened before either of the girls were born, but I described it to them so vividly that they both laugh their heads off at their 'memory' of it.  . . and so do I.  Thanks David!

On the way home from tennis Jovey said, "Miley needs a shower, she smells like a 6th grader."  Me:  But she's only in 2nd grade.  Jovey:  "Yeah, she stinks really bad."  ;)  I may tell Miley that she smells like a 2nd grader when she comes home from school.  Putting kids together in one room is gross.

And some pics of our crazy little Jojo Bean. . .

Snippets to share

Because it's 70 degrees and sprinkling. . .


Because no one else was using center stage. . .

Bummed I missed her best moves though. :(

Because I love her little voice. . .

Randomly random

So here's some pieces of lately. . .

I may have sorted the girls' laundry incorrectly.  After dinner, while changing for bed, Miley said her pants were possibly too tight.  I asked what size they were. . . 4T.  And she wore them all day.  They may be too stretched out for Jo now.  ;)  And then Miley apologized to Jo for possibly farting in her pants when she wore them.  Doh.  My girls used to be so sweet and ladylike.

I hate traffic.  Detest to the highest level.  I may not be the most patient person.  Possibly.  With all the spring breaks in all the surrounding states, and then all the events that happen here in the spring, I've found myself stopped on the freeway more than once.  Grrrr.  Go home.  ;)  So I started collecting license plates to see where all these interlopers were from.  Within the week I found 22 states (not counting our own) and two Canadian provinces.  We are overrun.  I can't blame them, our spring is fantastic.  They'll all bug out, including the snowbirds, shortly for our summer of fire.  I can survive until then, and then I'll drive like Kramer (Seinfeld) on the open lanes of the freeway once again.

Jovey still tells strangers that her Daddy had a Star Wars Rebels birthday party.  I've stopped trying to dissuade her from the subject.  It is her crowning glory.  Miley's tennis coach told us to wish Dave a happy birthday from him, just yesterday.  I guess he'll stop celebrating when the Darth Vader balloon meets it's end.

We met with a contractor(s) to talk about adding onto our house.  That's right.  I am sick of looking for a new house!  I just want this house to be the house I need.  We'll see if it can work.  So far so good.  Fingers crossed.  I think.  I don't know.  Gutless flip flopper here.

I arm knitted a blanket while watching Conference.  I may be allergic to wool.  ;)  Or at least I am now, cause that was a slightly aggravating process.  Not difficult per se, but it did rub the skin off my wrist.  ;)  I found the tutorial for Miley, but after several attempts to do it herself without luck, I gave it a shot.  She picked out the bright red yarn with gold metallic threads in it.  It is all hers.  She's ok that I made it instead.  She has about as much patience as I do.  ;)

Miley wants a new bike.  Well, Miley needs a new bigger bike.  I want to teach her some responsibility, cause ya know the spoiling problem. . . so I want her to make money to buy it.  She has a good start, but her enthusiasm is waning.  Work is not so much fun.  And she can run really fast anyway.  ;)

We never push the number 6 on the microwave.  No fingerprints there, ever.

We are doing the green smoothie 30 day challenge.  Well, everyone but Jo, who has opted out.  I guess being 3 has made her extremely picky about her food.  This morning she cried cause her chocolate mini wheats were all gone and we didn't have time right then to go buy more.  She is on a chocolate kick, chocolate chex, chocolate milk, chocolate easter bunny.  It's her 3 year old theme.  Back to the smoothies.  So we've been doing green smoothies off and on for a year or so now, however now we're doing one every morning.  It's been really good, but my counter is now overflowing with produce.

I was able to renew my driver's license online.  I cannot tell you how relieved I am by this.  Thank you government for making something useful.  ;)  I am stuck with my LOVELY photo for another, however long driver's licenses last these days.  I don't know.  I think I had bangs at the time.

I overheard the girls playing house the other day.  They were the children, and their parents sounded a lot like the Peanuts grownups.  Hmmmm.  Or maybe that is what I sound like?  No wonder they need me to repeat myself so often.  ;)

Bought a huge drop cloth.  We are now ready to study Jackson Pollock.  I'm pretty excited about this, but I don't think Jovey will be.  Messy=bad.  Miley and I will have fun.

Miley's tennis tournament got rained out.  It was a bummer.  She's ready to go another session though.  It's become her new thing.  I love that.

My girls love weddings sooooooo much.  We really need more people to get married and invite us.  The girls did not want to leave the party.  Jovey followed Lindsey around cause she had the beautiful white gown.  Miley was pretty pleased that the groom danced with her.  Dancing is why they love these parties.  I couldn't keep them from the dance floor.  Miley does an impressive robot, and Jovey is all about jumping and twirling.  They both danced with whomever they could find on the dance floor.  It would be weird to have shy children.  I can't fathom it.  ;)

At the wedding reception, Jovey asked me if I had bought her wedding dress yet, from Target of course.  I told her that wasn't a good idea so soon because trends come and go.  ;)

The checker at the grocery store wished Dave a happy birthday.  Thanks Jo.

Scrapbooking again

I had to get into my scrapbooks to look for an old picture for a lesson.  In the process Miley got out her baby scrapbook and then Jovey asked where her's was. . . . ummm I stopped scrapbooking like that as soon as I was done with Miley's baby scrapbook I think.  Crap.  I tried to explain photobooks to Jo, but she was not impressed.  She wants one that looks like Miley's.

So here I am back in the early 2000s working with my hands.  OK, not really, cause I just don't want to.  Lazy.  I talked her into a digital version of a scrapbook.  She's appeased.  I have a lot of work to get done.  Here is a sneak peek, and maybe all that I've accomplished thus far. . .

Jo's pretty impatient for this thing to be done.  I am way too rusty to be quick about this.  As she supervises over my shoulder, she keeps saying, "I was such a beautiful baby, Mom."  ;)

Going through all the baby pics has been fun, and since we met Jo for the very first time in April it is a very timely activity.

And because I have a lot of scrapbooking to do and not so much time for the blogging I'll just add some Ethiopia videos to share. . . though only the first was actually taken in April.  Oh well.

Some Ethiopian dancing. . .


Some baby cuteness. . .


Some sisters together at last. . . (not the original trying to feed video)


Jovey did acquiesce to letting pics with Miley in them as well in her album.  Since "we're so cute together."  Well that's good, cause Miley has to be in every pic. . . to this day.  ;)

He's king of the world

So Jovey made a paper crown for her Dad.

 She was very proud of it.  After wearing it that first day, she put it on his nightstand at night so he could remember to put it on when he got up in the morning.

She put on her big puppy dog eyes and asked Daddy if he could wear it to work too. . . cause it makes him look so handsome. . . and she would just love it if he wore his special crown.  Puppy dog eyes and her little voice work every time on him.  ;)  He said he would do it for her.

I may have planted the idea of taking a picture at work with coworkers to show us how awesome it looked there, aka proof, in Jovey's head.  She asked him once again for this simple favor.

Bahahahahahaha. . . .

 What a good Daddy!