So, did you notice that I had a little work done? Jess Wright at Jess Wright Design and Wrangling Chaos did the design for me and I couldn’t be happier! I love it so much.

Besides her obvious talent in design, Jess has one of my favorite blogs to read and she writes stories and anecdotes with complete and total honesty. She’s also a photographer, so her posts are always full of great pictures, One of my favorite things she does is write “blurbs”, which are basically snippets of whatever she’s thinking about at the time or things that happened to her that wouldn’t make up an entire post on their own. I’ve always wanted to model a post after her blurbs, and what better time than when I’m officially introducing the facelift she gave me (as Farrah said, it took 15 years off!)?

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On Friday, the three year old was sitting at the dining room table by herself, as she does every weekday morning, refusing to eat her breakfast as I’m leaving to take the big two to school. She mumbles something at me, and I strain to hear.

Her:mniuhbnbmnb

Me: You want milk?

Her: kjgxgfckjhg7ikjb

Me: You hate ham?

Her: Iateyou

Me: You hate ME?

Her: Mmhmm.

Me: Go to bed. Go to bed and stay there until I get back.

By the time I got back, she was chewing on a piece of gum, playing a game on grandpa’s phone.

EB Ariel

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The weather has been chilly this week, but pretty sunny and nice. When the big two got home from school, I told them to play outside with Essie, since she wanted to go outside and there was nobody else to play with her in the afternoon while Erv sleeps. But neither one wanted to stay outside with her, claiming to be tired from school (or very possibly just wanting to play Minecraft). Because Ivy came home with a little puppy keychain hooked to her jeans that I had told her to not take out of her pocket UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES and she couldn’t seem to tell me exactly (or even approximately) when she took it out of her pocket, her punishment was to play outside with her sister.

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Ervin is going to be two in just over two months. I am in complete denial of this, regardless of the fact that he’s now talking to me. He found this open-the-flap board book with farm animals, and he is extremely partial to the owl in the tree, but he can also say things like “horsey”. Anytime I ask him to say what sound an animal makes, he has to repeat the name of the animal first.

Me: Ervin, what sound does an owl make?

Erv: Owl? Hoo hoo!

It’s unbearably cute.

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The five year old and I have had a lot of talks lately about her answering me when I ask her a question. She seems to be pleading the fifth in her head while she stares blankly at me or goes about her business. And her hearing is fine.

So NOT cute.