Mar 11
Everyone,
A few days ago we (Butterfly, Juice and I) were having an in depth conversation about Winnie the Pooh. Because Winnie the Pooh deserves some deep thought. Think about it: is it a dream world or reality? Or is it real because kids live half in the dream world anyway? Does Christopher Robin have parents? What happens when he grows up? Does he ever grow up?
These are the types of things we talk about while getting ready for dinner.
Butterfly was asking what a Tigger was.
“T-I-double guh-rrr,” I said.
“I know how to spell it! What is a Tigger?”
“A Tigger is a tiger, honey,” Juice tells her.
“No, it’s not!” (All of her sentences end in exclamation points when she’s talking.)
“Yes it is. A Tigger is to a tiger what a heffalump is to an elephant,” he said.
That brought stunned silence from Butterfly and me. “Oh, okay,” she said as she wandered off.
“Way to prep her for her SATs Juice,” I tell him.
“What? You don’t think that way?”
“No!”
“Huh. No wonder I test well,” he said smugly. “You can never start too early to think about college.”
It’s true, he does test well. Maybe Butterfly will get some of those good testing genes and get into that good college? Either that or he’s going to train her brain to think like an engineer.
Sounds like I better put some more money into her college fund. Ivy League here we come.
Safire
SafireButterfly and Juice
Mar 17
Everyone,
A few nights ago, between 12am and 2am, Butterfly woke up screaming at the top of her lungs. So Juice goes pounding up the stairs (he was up playing his game) and asked her, “What’s wrong?!”
She was bolt upright on her knees in bed. She started to cry, “My turtle! My turtle!”
This is her favorite toy lately. Juice thought it had fallen on the floor and so he started searching for it in the dark. When he didn’t find it on the floor, he looked for it on her bed. He found it right next to her in her blanket. He gave it back to her and she snuggled up to him still sobbing, clutching her turtle tightly.
After a second, she calmed down. She said, “Daddy, are you sorry? Are you sorry you threw my toys in the toilet?”
He’s baffled. “Uh…honey I think you were just having a bad dream. I would never throw your toys in the toilet.”
“But the other night! You did! You threw my turtle in the toilet!” She started to cry again.
“I love your turtle honey. I would never throw it in the toilet. It’s just a bad dream. Go back to sleep.” He was trying really hard not to laugh. Although we did a lot of laughing after she went back to sleep.
So funny!
Safire
SafireButterfly, Butterfly and Juice, sleep
Dec 20
Everyone,
Can you tell what I’ve been doing online lately? I’ve been entering contests. I never win anything but it’s kind of fun to think about what to do with the things I never win. (I have also been scanning etsy for all sorts of homemade things. Like an apron! Or soap! Cute things!)
Anyway, I thought I’d pass along another contest for you all to enter. My friend Mommy Knows is having a 25 dollar itunes gift card. Check out her contest HERE and be sure to enter! (If you want one, that is. Don’t enter if you don’t want one. Better yet, do enter and then give your winnings to me.) And don’t forget to wish her happy birthday. December seems to be a popular month for birthdays.
Today has been very low key. The boys took 3 naps. I hope they are not getting sick because it sounds like Butterfly is coming down with something. She keeps telling me she is tired and she has a low fever that comes and goes. Both Juice and I were able to get a nap today too.
Juice also took Butterfly on a few errands with him today. He then took her on a special daddy-daughter lunch. She loved it. It was nice for her to have some time with just Daddy. One on one. And it was nice for me to have an afternoon with the boys. They also slept for an odd nap so I spent my afternoon surfing the web.
While Juice and everyone else slept after they got home, I also went out for a walk and got the mail.
We had omelets for dinner.
That’s it. There isn’t any more.
Safire
SafireButterfly and Juice, contests, daily stuff, naps
Feb 04
Everyone,
Juice is sitting here reading over my shoulder and I asked him what I should post about today. He said I should post about how he had to stay at work. Poor Daddy. All day at work with adults and the chance to eat all of his own food.
He laughs and says he was locked in a dark room, had too much conversation with other people, and had too many meetings. He did get to eat all of his lunch though. (He says with a smirk.) (And he’s laughing at me for my lack of proper punctuation. I ask, who is the English major here?!)
I had to wake Butterfly up from a nap today to actually go and pick him up from work. When I asked her if she wanted to go pick up Daddy, she said, “No! I don’t want Daddy! He has to stay at work ALL NIGHT LONG!” and flung herself back on her bed. I had to call him up and tell him that we would not be picking him up for a while. I had to convince Butterfly that we liked having Daddy home in the evenings. Especially Mommy. Because then Mommy can sit on the couch with her lap top and watch them play. It’s very nice for Mommy. 
(But I’m not letting him read over my shoulder anymore. He keeps picking on my word usage, spelling and grammar!)
Oh, and we did finally go get him. Thanks to some dried apricots that made Butterfly stop crying in a pinch. Gotta love those things.
Safire
SafireButterfly and Juice, Juice., me and Juice
