Bryn's new little friend. Bryn has an imaginary friend that lives in the corner of her eye. He is a little black spot that dances around her eye and makes her laugh. At first we were worried she was starring at the sun too long and getting sun spots. But she showed me how she gets him to come out of her eye. She closes her eyelid and then gently pokes the corner of her eye a few times to make him appear. Of course, bryn would befriend a spot. And he's a great friend, the other day during breakfast, bryn informed us that her little friend was vacuuming inside her ear. He cleans her ears for her...with a tiny vacuum. It makes her giggle.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
happy halloween
a princess, wonder woman (because she has a sweet crown), a puppy, and princess leia. With love from Colorado.
Cruising for a Bruising
Morgan has officially joined the brava conspirators. She cruises everywhere, but especially loves the bathroom. Bryn had forgotten to flush and left her jeans by the potty. Morgan took care of the rest. I hate pee pants.
The tobler gene is strong with this one
Bryn is our resident Tobler stylist. She's always ready to give someone a fab makeover. Her latest model: Ava. (Accessorized also by bryn.)
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
the poo-shup
We always know when Morgan is pooping because she assumes the push-up position. Sometimes she'll do 6-8 reps before she gets it out.
Oh and she loves to swing.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Emily's Revenge
I was getting ready for the day and Emily had come into the bathroom with markers and a coloring book. Well Jackson grabbed a marker and Emily wasn't going to allow it, but I told her just to let him have it for a minute and I'd watch him, since he knows how to open them now. Well she didn't want to do that and started to scream. So I told her if she didn't stop screaming I would take her markers away. So instead she started screaming at the top of her lungs and ran out of my room with the markers. So I just locked my bedroom door. She screamed and pounded on the door the entire time I blew my hair dry. Then it got quiet and I figured she finally calmed down...(which is the family rule for coming back into the room once she's been screaming.) Well I opened the door and found what she'd been up too. To spite me she had colored all over the walls and door.
I actually wasn't too mad because I knew they were washable markers...then after 40 minutes of vigorous scrubbing with a soapy rag and finally Magic eraser. I got it all off. Then I was mad at her and the Roseart company for not making truly washable markers. She's lost crayons and markers for a month.
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