
I only thought last week went by quickly. Surely it's not really Friday, is it? What's that? It is? Seriously? Geesh, where does all the time go? Oooooh that's right, into the diaper pail and onto baby wipes. It gets soaked up by burp cloths and hours of playing in the dirt.
This past week was so awesome. We celebrated Lucas and Ashlee's third birthday on Saturday (and Sunday) and enjoyed making our precious middle children feel like a prince and princess for two straight days. There were quite a few belly laughs along the way, coupled with Ashlee's infamous "Das Not Funny Mommy!" Oh, my tender red-headed drama queen, it is so funny. So here you go, my Das Not Funny! Friday: The Birthday Edition & Some Poop (because what else do you expect from me?).
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Me to Ashlee, at 8:00am on her birthday: "Happy Birthday, Ashey!"
Elizabeth to Ashlee: "Wow, Ash! You're three today! You're legs are SO long!"
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Elizabeth asked about 30 minutes into Lucas and Ashlee's birthday party, "Hey Mom. When are we going to hit the piranha?"
Piranha or Pinata. BIG difference.
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All day long, on Saturday, Lucas sang, "Happy Burpbay to MEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
All day long, on Saturday, Ashlee sang, "Happy Burfbay to Woocas."
I don't think she totally gets that she's a twin.
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Lucas to our lovely pediatrician at the twins' three year check up: "I am frwee now."
Dr. P: "Oh my I know! You're a big boy, huh?"
Lucas: "Yep. I'm old."
Dr. P: "What kind of birthday party did you have?"
Lucas: "Spirwit." (Click here if you don't know what that means.)
Dr. P: "Oh, Spirit! I like Spirit. He runs fast, huh? Tell me Lucas, what's your favorite color?"
Lucas: "Ummmm....Spirwit."
Dr. P: "Oh, you like the color of Spirit?"
Lucas: "Yep. He's not frwee. Just me."
Uh, and your twin. Her too, remember?
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This week Elizabeth began a new gymnastics class especially for "older" girls, you know because 4.5 years is old. Anyway, prior to this class Elizabeth, Lucas and Ashlee were all in the Preschool gymnastics class together. While explaining to Lucas and Ashlee that Elizabeth was going to gymnastics but they would not be going with her, I made sure to let them know that she got this special class because she was older.
As we are loading up the van to take Bizzy over to the gym, Lucas turns to me and says, "Mom, I'm frwee now."
"Yes Buddy, I know," I respond.
"I'm not big now, but when I'm old, can I go to the bigwer cwass that Bizzy goes to?"
Sure Buddy. When you're old you can hang out at the preschoolers' gym. Actually, I take that back. No. You can't.
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During a 45 minute Wrestle-mania one evening Elizabeth stops dead in her tracks, looks at me and says, "Stop! I gotta poop!"
She takes three steps toward the bathroom then pauses.
"What's wrong?" I ask tenderly.
"Oh, never mind. It went back up."
Funny thing is, I remember saying the say thing to my Mom when I was a kid and she never got me. See Mom! Someone else knows what I mean, never mind that she's my offspring.
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One morning I was sitting in our bedroom, sending a few emails, when Ashlee SPRINTS through toward our bathroom, saying, "I gotta go peuwp. I gotta go peuwp."
I hear her in our bathroom saying to herself, "Get your pants down, hurweee!"
Then she sits on the potty, I hear a grunt and then she says (still to herself) "Whew. Dat was cwose."
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I played! The poop stories are classic! You people are as modest as we are ;)
ReplyDeleteSteph
Your kids are hilarious! I'm glad I'm not the only one with a child who takes off running to the bathroom to poop only to come right back out with the explanation "it went away"!
ReplyDeleteOh, the poop stories are funny! But, you know me...I can relate.
ReplyDeletei totally laugh every time. you do a great job at remembering and writing the stories!!
ReplyDeleteOkay...my girls say "the poo sucked back up"...
ReplyDeleteI thought that they were the only ones that said that.
My twin didn't "get" that they were twins until recently (starting kindergarten to be exact).
They always thought that Caitlyn was 1 year older than Alyssa. I would clarify that Caitlyn was 1 MINUTE older than Alyssa, but they insisted that Cai was the bigger sister, so she had to be older.
Then when their birthday would roll around, one would ask when the other one's birthday is...i would always have to tell them that it was on the same day.
It took some time for them to get used to that.
Oh yeah...and there's the "thinking that every one who has a sibling is a twin". My sister (who is 4 years YOUNGER than me) was my twin according to my girls.
Too funny!!!