Elvis?

I have an Elvis postcard tucked in our bathroom and a few weeks ago, Emmy started asking about him. So, after me trying to sing a few songs, we downloaded one of the albums from iTunes. I must say that she was not thoroughly impressed but we are working on that.

 

Last night when we were reading our library book “The Twelve Dancing Princesses”, I mentioned the eldest one and Emmy said, “Elvis! He is in our bathroom!”.

 

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy????????

A decade or so ago when Nancy Kerrigan was attacked by Tonya Harding, the clip that played over and over was of Nancy on the ground, holding her knee screaming "why? why?". That is stuck in my mind as I hear that question over and over and over and over.

Watching Mulan, she asked John a thousand questions about why they did this or that.

Why do we have to wear panties to school?

On the way to school, why is the sun up? Why is her school to the left and not the right?

When driving the other day, I almost couldn't figure out what she meant when she asked why that truck was carrying that other truck. I finally found the street sign and explained that if someone parked in the grass, his or her car would be towed. Why? Because there is a law against that. Why? Because cars go on the street and parking lots. Why? Because Mama was apparently a very difficult child to raise and she is now earning it all back.

The perfect gift

For Father's Day, Emmy wanted to get John soap.

For Neall's birthday, Emmy wanted to get him the latest Kendra Wilkinson book. She said it would be perfect for him. He does love to read.

For my birthday, Emmy told John she wanted to get me scissors.

Aunt Becca's birthday is coming up and Emmy told me tonight she wanted to get her toliet paper.

I can hardly wait to see what our Christmas list looks like.

I let Bill out in the back yard to do her thing when I go downstairs to  do my thing (get dressed). This morning when I went to  let her back in, I noticed something moving in the pool. (Yes. it is still up. On one hand, this is awful as it is October, but on the other hand, we were actually in the pool about two weeks ago, so it’s not been up unused THAT long. And I don’t have the time to nag Burton on it right now.) I thought it looked like a squirrel and you know how I am pretty sure my demise will come from rabies so I didn’t want to get too close. I stood on the Adirondack chair to see the little rabid beast swimming in our pool! Emmy was having a rough morning so to kind of snap her out if it, I asked if she wanted to see something funny, there’s a squirrel swimming in your pool! Of course she did.

 

So, we go out, and I don’t see it. I thought it might be against the side of the pool closest to us and I am not about to get right on top of it and look in so holding ER, I climb up the ladder for the slide and we stand on the top of the slide to look. No swimming squirrel. But one at the bottom of the pool. I said, oh he must have gotten out, but of course she sees it and says “I SEE IT! It’s DEAD!”

 

In the kitchen, she says, “I’m gonna invite Jillian over to see my dead squirrel!”

 

At the orchard

We were very late getting to the orchard but that was ok since The
Girl pretty much had free reign of the place. And she had a blast.

She's still not a morning person, screaming "mornings are not fun"
yesterday as we headed out the door!!!!