Oh The Imagination Of Three Year Olds

Today, I have had to have my camera at arms length, as my little princess is starting to be very creative.

This morning as I was doing laundry, I had folded a blanket and put it on the couch. Instead of using the blanket as a blanket, she decided to play with the blanket and that it was going to be her puppy. Now the blanket has nothing on it that resembles puppies. What made it even funnier, was she had three dolls and a stuffed bear on the couch, but insisted on using the blanket.
She had me hold and pet her puppy while she set up its bed, which was the place mats. After she made sure her puppy was comfortable, she had me move out of the way, so she could up a place mat down for her pillow, and lay down herself.

Later this morning, I asked her if she would like to get in the bath. She said no, she wanted to watch her "kid shows".
I was doing some stuff and went upstairs, which she decided to follow. I was in her bathroom doing my hair, she had come in and was leaning over the side of the tub playing with her toys, I asked her again if she wanted to get in. Next thing I know, she is in her tub, fully clothed playing with her toys. No, there was no water in the tub. She was really happy to just be playing that she sat in there for about 15 minutes, until someone came to the door.

Tonight, one of our neighbors came over and asked if we wanted any crab, as her husband had been out at the beach working, and came home with extra. I am not a seafood lover, but told her I would come grab some for My Man.
Miss P was on the potty doing her business, so I decided to run out and grab some, leaving the door open, so she could come out when she was done. I was talking with the neighbor for a few minutes, and kept looking back at my door, amazed that Miss P had not come out.
I headed back to the house to see what she was doing, thinking she was just watching TV, as we were watching a show together before the neighbor came over.
I walk in the door, and call out her name only to hear her say...
Miss P: Mommy, I in here.
I walk down the hall towards the bathroom, shocked she is still in there, only to see my little girl sitting in the sink.
Miss P: I clean myself mommy.
She had striped down to her birthday suit, climbed into the sink, and filled it with water, and was taking a bath in the bathroom sink.
The things she thinks of, really makes me laugh and keeps me on my toes.

Life is not that bad.....

I have been thinking about writing this post for over a week now, and just have not taken the time to sit down and do it.
Most people I have found, I am included, find things to complain about our lives. When something is not perfect or the way that we expect it to be, we feel that life is too hard and unfair. I have had my fair share of self pity days, oh poor me, why me. Looking back at these times I chose to give into self pity, it really didn't get my anywhere.
I read an amazing blog the other day. Someone I know shared three different experiences of people I believe she knows. This blog made me really ponder my life and my little challenges. It has also made me change the way I deal with the trials that I am given.

One couple, was in a horrible plane accident, they are in the hospital with severe burns, and their four young children are now in the care of family members, until their parents can recover. http://blog.cjanerun.com/

The second couple was pregnant with twins, they found out that the twins needed surgery, they were able to do the operation and then place the twins back in the womb. Things didn't go well, and the twins were born four months early, both passing away shortly after birth. http://marcandmegan.blogspot.com/

The last couple,went through the whole pregnancy, two days before her due date, she found out that the baby had passedaway.http://www.babymckallister.blogspot.com/


I am at awe of the faith and strength of these couples and their families. I don't know these people, but they are each amazing examples to me. As they share their testimonies of their faith in the Lord, Jesus Christ, and expressing their knowledge that there is a purpose and reason for each of these trials.

For those of you who are close to us, know that My Man and I have had some challenges over the years, that have been hard. I have learned and am reminded that the Lord loves each of us. He know the trials we face, and that as we are faithful, they will make us stronger. He is with us, to help carry our burdens.
Back in March, there was an article in the Ensign, The Atonement At Work. Jesus Christ experienced every emotion, as part of the Atonement, that we will ever experience. He knows what each of us is feeling, He knows our sorrows, our heart ache, or bad days.
http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&locale=0&sourceId=cb0bd9ab50758110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&hideNav=1

I hope that as I go through out my life, that when I am faced with a "poor me moment", that I can focus on the many blessings in my life and remember things could be worse, and Life is not that bad.

Shoe Fetish

I am coming to realize my child has been blessed with my love of shoes. As soon as I found out I was having a girl, I started collecting clothes and shoes for her. She has always had a variety of shoes, way more than anyone really needs. She has a drawer in her dresser reserved just for her shoes.

About a week ago, I peeked in on her before I headed to bed, only to find my little girl had put on her rain boots and fell asleep. I started to take them off, only to have her wake up and tell me, "no mommy, I need them."
What a good girl to want to be prepared. You never know when it is going to rain in the house.

Monday morning, still half asleep I rolled over at 5:30am to my little girl standing at my door in my high heels,

"mommy....mommy"
"yes, P"
"mommy, I sleep on your floor."
"yes, that is fine. go get your blankets."
Clomp, Clomp, Clomp went my three year old in heels back to her room.....
"mommy, I need help"

I guess I could have told her that if she would take off her heels, she would be able to pull the blanket and pillow a lot easier. How special am I, that she got dressed up to come and sleep on my floor.

Laundry....Yuck!!!

I have heard you should learn something everyday. I have been doing laundry since Sunday, first at my brothers house, then to come home and wash everything in our house, due to a bug that has invaded Miss P's hair. I was so excited because I could see the end, I only had a couple of loads left. I threw in two pillows, and walked into the other room to list something on the computer. I had just been in there about a minute, only to have Miss P run in, telling me it spilt everywhere.
As I got up, I thought, crap what did she spill now. I asked her, and she just repeated, it spilt everywhere.
I walk into the kitchen to see water gushing out from under my washer and dryer, flooding my kitchen floor. Supposably, if you put too much in front of the water that drains into the machine, or over fill it, it tends to puck its water guts all over your floor.
Lesson of the day, if your husband works grave yard and has been a sleep for only an hour when you kill the washer, good luck on him helping or even hearing that there is a flood in the kitchen. Second, unless you have a strong desire to clean under your appliances, two big pillows don't always fit in the washer at the same time.

She is too smart

This morning, I had made a pitcher of juice with Miss P. I poured a glass took a drink and left it on the counter for her to drink.
I was on the internet in the other room talking to my niece, when Miss P came in asking for a drink of juice. I told her I would get her some, if she would get a cup. She didn't come back right away, so I thought nothing of it, and she was probably watching "her kid shows." (as she likes to call them). A little bit later she came back in asking for some juice and also asking if we could make some more juice. As she was saying this, I was walking into the kitchen to get her some juice, telling her no to making more, as we had just made a full pitcher, only to find an empty pitcher on the counter. She had dumped the full pitcher down the drain and wanted to make more.
I told her to go to time out, trying to control my laughter. How can I get mad when I was not in there watching her. Well of course she saw me laugh. Make matters worse, when I went back to get her out of time out, I started to laugh again.

Later today, we were sitting on the couch, and I was asking her different questions on what she wanted to do, so I asked her if it was right to pour juice in the sink.
She replied no.
I reconfirmed that we don't, and it was not good that she poured the juice down the sink.
Only for her to reply, "But you laughed."

She is so smart and remembers everything. I think daddy is going to have to start disciplining on the funny ones

Way to Much Dora

Miss P was out playing in the front yesterday with one of the neighbor boys. They came to the front door,and I could hear their conversation.

Miss P: Where do you want to go?
Junior: I don't know?
Miss P: Let's look at the map.
Junior: You watch way to much Dora!

She makes me laugh, and yes she watches way to much Dora. We were in Target last night, and she had a bunched up napkin. When we were washing her hands in the bathroom, she gave it to me to hold. I asked her if I could throw it out, only for her to tell me no, because it was the "treasure map." Oh I love that little girl.

Fairy Doors
For those of you who have little girls, you have to check this out. The girl that I babysit for called me this morning, to tell me about Fairy Doors in Ann Arbor.
The first link is telling what this is all about. The second link has pictures of where people have put fairy doors. You can also google it for more links.

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/04/21/AR2006042100588.html

http://urban-fairies.com/

Seriously, I am sure every little girl would love having fairies live in her home. I am for sure making Miss P one, I just have to find the perfect spot, and I want to make the pumpkin one for Halloween. I will keep you posted when I have it finished.

We are here too

I have decided to use blogspot again, as well as keep our vox blog,

schmittfamily.vox.com.

Hope this makes it easy for everyone to choose which they like best.
Check us out often, to see what adventures we have had.

(For those new to reading our blog, our vox blog has the posts for our past year.)

One Of Those Days

I have had a head cold for about a week, which finally let up yesterday, so of course my house was a mess, as I had been really lazy this past week. This morning I decided it was time to tackle the mess.
After I had cleaned up the dishes and started on mopping the floor, My Man and Miss P started to pitch in with the fun.
Miss P is a great helper when she wants to be, and when she is not throwing attitude, her favorite line at the moment is "I don't want to". I am taking any suggestions on how to break the attitude.
This was a good morning for her, as she really wanted to be mommy's little helper. She helped mop the kitchen floor, I have to say she did not to bad of a job, and then she wanted to help while I was cleaning the bathrooms, so I let her try the toilet. After a few hours, we finally had it all cleaned up and was looking really nice.
This afternoon, I had Miss P and a little girl that I babysit a couple times a week, her name is P as well,( we call her P Sue to help out with the confusion.)
Miss P decided around 5 that she wanted a bath, I was fine with that as she had not had one today, so I put her in, and asked P Sue to go and play in Miss P's room while Miss P had a bath.
I came down stairs to get my cell phone, only to come up to a huge puddle of soap on the floor and the two of them trying to get the pump part from one another. Yup my kid had taken the top off the bottle, the bottle fell on the floor and dumped out about half the bottle. Of course it is the huge Costco size one too.
I get P Sue out of the bathroom again, and Miss P is still in the tub, asking for more soap for bubbles. Yeah right kid, not happening. I should have given her what she had dumped on the floor.
As I was getting paper towels to clean up the soap mess, I see P Sue heading towards my room, forgot to shut that door. I had a little container of salt on my night stand that I had used to put in the steamer. With in just a few seconds that girl had it all over the night stand and herself.
I finally got her out of my room, back into Miss P's, so I could go back to the bathroom, finish cleaning up the soap mess. When I got that done, I headed into my room to clean up the salt, just as I was finishing that, I heard a lot of laughing and slashing. Back into the bathroom I go, to see Miss P in the tub slashing and P Sue standing next to the tub now soaking wet slashing as well.
I love those two little girls, they are keeping me young.

Wii Fit Baby

When I first heard about Wii Fit a few months ago, I had told My Man that I really wanted it. We were in Best Buy the day before they were suppose to be released, and the worker there told us that they were suppose to be getting ten in the next morning, and would probably sell out within the first few hours.
Miss P and I had gotten up the next morning while My Man was still sleeping (He works swing shift now), and headed to the doctors as I was not feeling that great. After the doctors, I decided to head over to Best Buy to see if I could get a Wii Fit, as Scott said I could get it for my mothers day gift.
We got there about 30 minutes before the store was to open, and there were a few cars in the parking lot with people sitting in them. About 10 minutes later a few people started to make a line up outside the door. It was not the best day, overcast and a little cold, welcome to Washington weather. Miss P and I decided to go and stand in the line, so we were sure we would get one.
For the next 20 minutes, Miss P decided to keep everyone in line, which grew after we got in line. She ran up and down the sidewalk, singing, dancing, asking everyone what type of cars were driving by, yes my little girl is far from shy.
A few minutes before the doors opened, a worker came out with 10 pieces of paper, and gave the first them to the first ten people in line. We received paper number 7.
OH YA BABY, I HAVE A WII FIT!!!!!!
Have I played with it, nope not really. I have to fight my 2 year old for it. The first day, I swear she played with it for a few hours. There is a running game, where your little person follows a trial, as you run. She played that game about 5 times in a row, and still wanted to go more. Poor me, I need to work out, I was dying after about the first time.
I think this is one of the best mothers day gifts I have picked out.

Oh How She Makes Me Laugh

Today I decided that our house was a a big enough mess and it was time to clean it up. I told Miss P that she needed to go clean her room, while I worked on mine. Well an hour and a half later she had it done, of course she had to play with her toys and books while she was picking up.
At one point she came to the door and told me that her toys were taking a nap. Me being the mean mom, told her that was nice and that she still needed to finish her room. Sorry Miss P, no getting out of things when mommy is in cleaning mode.
I went to her door a few minutes later and heard her say "scriptures first, and books". She had her put her baby dolls in her bed, and was getting her Book of Mormon out so she could read them scriptures.
Her bedtime routine is that we read from the Book of Mormon, then she gets to pick out two books to read, then we say prayers. She is so cute and blows my mind some times how smart she is. I am so grateful to have the gospel in my life, and that I have the opportunity to teach it to my daughter, and for her desire to learn.

Final Cake Course 2

The final cake for the Wilton's course 2, had to have royal icing flowers and basket weave design. Dang does that ever take a long time. For this course we took three weeks and made flowers, which we put on our final cake on Thursday. It was fun to learn, but glad that it is done.
Fondant is next week, and I am excited!!

Super Husband

On Wednesday night, I received a phone call from one of the counselors in the bishopric, asking if My Man and I would speak on endurance/ enduring to the end in church on Sunday. Of course I said yes we would, and then called My Man to let him know we were talking.
I had put some ideas together throughout the week, and Saturday night, I finally sat down and worked on my talk until 2am.- not the smartest idea with 9am church.
Miss P and I had were all ready and waiting for My Man to come home to pick us up from his morning meeting. I had tried to get Miss P to eat some breakfast, as I had decided last week, that we were no longer taking snacks to church. She kept telling me no, she didn't want breakfast, even though I told her she was going to be hungry. She told me that she got snacks in nursery after play time. (little turd, she is very smart.) Well about 10 minutes before My Man came home to pick us up, she threw up all over, there went speaking in church.
My Man came home, just to be told that she had thrown up and there was no way I was taking her to church.
He went back, gave his talk, had to use up 30 minutes, since the on the spot speaker only used 5 minutes. Then he went and taught my sunday school class, which as he was walking out the front door, I told him to tell the Sunday School president that he would have to teach, instead My Man took the class. He said that the kids should show more respect to me now. I have two guys who like to talk all through the class and ignore me.
After Sunday School, he went into Elders Quorum, and with it being his month to conduct, he also had to teach the lesson.
So Miss P and I are calling him our super dad/husband for all that he had to do yesterday. I love him and he is a great man.

No More Primary

It was a sad day on Sunday. I walked into church, kind of in a hurry to find My Man, as I had some stuff to prepare before Sacrament started. At the door to the chapel was one of the bishops counselors, which is also one of our good friends. I shook his hand, as I was searching for My Man, and almost had a thought like he wanted something, but didn't say anything. I couldn't see My Man, so I took off to do my stuff. I came back a few minutes later and there was the counselor again, but this time he asked if he could talk with me.
He asked if I would be willing to be the teacher for the 15/16 year olds. WOW SHOCK!!! He asked if I would, and what my thoughts were. At this point My Man walked in the room, laughing as he already knew and had warned the guy that I would probably get some grief from me, for taking me away from primary.
Even though the calling scares the crap out of me, as I have never taught teenagers, I grew up being taught that callings come from the Lord and he will bless you, so don't say no to a calling.
After joking around, giving grief for a few minutes, I am now the new teacher for the 15/16 class.
I am really going to miss primary, as I have been in there for the past two years. I am really going to miss teaching the 9 year olds, as they were a great class.
Even though I am still a little scared, I am looking forward to this new calling.
If any of you have any suggestions on teaching teenagers,I would love to hear them.

Cake Decorating

Just before Easter, I went into our local Michael's store to check out the classes which they offered, as I have had a desire to learn how to decorate cakes.
After doing some research, I decided that I was going to take the classes, so I could stop pretending to know what I was doing, and actually know how to decorate.
There are four courses, starting with basic decorating leading up to using fondant icing, which was the big pull to take the classes. Each course is four weeks long, which is perfect, as I will have the know how to do Miss P's 3rd birthday cake in July.
I just finished course 1 on Thursday, and I start course 2 on this Thursday. I am totally loving the classes and having a lot of fun practicing. I can handle this homework, to bad it wasn't this fun in school.
I also have an amazing husband who made sure I had all the "toys" a cake person could or would need. He told me one day, that if I was going to do this, that he wanted me to have what I needed and not have to improvise. AAHHH, he is such a great guy and I love him so much.
The first class the instructor went over the book and told us what we would need for the class, and what we could expect to accomplish in the class.
The next three weeks, we had to bring an iced cake each week so we could decorate it during class. The first cake, Miss P wanted a clover, yes I know it is purple and not green, but heck I have a little girl, who is going through a princess stage, so I thought she would like that more.
The second cake (week three), we practiced the "Wilton Rose". Pain the the butt rose is more like it.Yes that is something I really need to do more practice with. The teacher taught us that it can look a lot better with accents, as she added some leaves to the cake. (Pink Cake).
The third cake (week four) was our final cake for the course. We spent most of the time (class is two hours long), practicing on the rose, learning how to do leaves, and a few other tips.

I learned after the first cake and the time that is spent to decorate and practice, I just make the cakes, I rarely eat them.
I either send them to work with My Man and they get to enjoy them or the neighbors get dessert. Which Miss P sad, as she thinks they are all her "birthday cakes", and when they come up missing, I have to start explaining.
Miss P loves Dora the Explorer, so I told her that if we gave the neighbors the pink cake, I would make her a Dora cake. Poor girl, in the end I don't think she ended up eating any of it, as it sat on the counter for a few days, then went to work with My Man.

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On Sunday, after one of our good friends found out I was doing these classes, mentioned that it was her husbands birthday on Tuesday. The husband has been working with My man to try and help him get into law enforcement, as he himself is a Sargent for the Washington State Patrol. I decided instead of a Dora cake as we had joked about, I would try and make a police car. After two cake batter disasters, and many hours, it turned out really cute. They were totally shocked and loved it. Since Miss P loves police cars and anything police, I might have to do another one for her birthday.

Children's Museum

My Man has Mondays off as he works Saturdays. Yesterday we decided to take Miss P to the Children's Museum, as I had heard that it was a really fun place.
We had a great time after Miss P warmed up to the idea. First she was tired and hungry as it was nap time, and then I kind of scared her, as you walk in they have a large alligator chair (like a dentist chair) with its mouth open so you can brush its teeth. She strongly dislikes dentists as she had her first trip to one about two months ago. I know, I know... go going mommy.
One of the first rooms was a toddler grocery store and restaurant. She loved this area and wanted to stay in it. They had tiny carts, and check out stands. The kids could take the carts around to do their shopping and then cash themselves out. When we took her to different areas, she kept saying " I have to go do my shopping". Oh she is turning into such a girly girl. Scott told me I had to give him a boy, after we ended back up in the little shopping market so Peyton could do "her shopping."
They have building areas, a big sand pit that had little rubber pieces instead of sand, clay shop where the kids could play with clay, train set area, water area, a hospital area with an ambulance, doctors office with exam tables, a place to look at x-rays, a scale, they had one table with a wooden doll that had parts to take off and see the organ underneath.
It is a great place for kids to have hands on and to expand their imaginations. I am adding a few generic pics from the internet until I can get the pictures off My Man's phone. Yup we didn't take a camera with us, I will have to start carrying one with me, now that I have a big bag again.

Cirque Du Soleil

Corteo

My Man surprised me this year with tickets to Cirque Du Soleil. They have come to town every year since we have been married. Every time we would drive past the tents while they were in town, I would always comment that one day I would go, as the tickets are expensive.
This year was my year, and I was so excited. This year on their North American tour they were performing Corteo. Now, I wish I had done some research before I went to the show, as it would have made a lot more sense, as the show is french based.
I liked how our local newspaper has described the show, as my description is picture Tim Burtons idea of a funeral.

"Imagine your death bed, with just a little bit of time left to reflect. What kinds of thoughts go through your mind? Do you wonder about your funeral? Who will go? What they will say?

An elderly clown shares such an experience in “Corteo,”

This isn’t a somber moment for the clown. It’s a raucous revival, blending his most dramatic highs and lows.

The show demonstrates that Cirque du Soleil isn’t just about amazing acrobatics anymore. “Corteo” extends the company’s exploration of more structured storytelling.

As the dying clown begins to look back at the loves of his life, the young women start swinging from ornate chandeliers in a sinuous dance symbolic of the passion and energy of youthful relationships.

The clown then recalls being a little boy and having nonsensical fun bouncing on his bed with friends — that is, before the militaristic authority figure in his life, his father, snaps him back into the world of pragmatic concerns.

That’s where the show loses focus on the story. It strays into random circus acts as the clown fades in and out through the rest of the piece...."

http://www.columbian.com/lifeHome/lifeHomeNews/2008/03/03112008_Cirque-du-Soleil-Death-bed-clown.cfm

I have attached the website if anyone wants to read the full story.

Honestly I have mixed feelings about the experience. I really enjoyed the show, as am grateful I had the opportunity to attend. Now the down to it...within the first ten minutes of the show, about four girls were twirling dancing around on moving chandeliers. They would hold on, run in a circle to get them to spin, hold on and then the chandeliers would move up and down. Well one girl was on her chandelier and it was about 20 feet in the air, and she fell off it onto a wood stage extremely hard. She literally fell right in font of us, as we were 4 rows back from the stage. The last update the news paper gave, was the girl was ok, was released the next day from the hospital and was going to take time off to recover, then planned to return to perform with the show.

I admire the cast to be able to continue on with the show and the rest of the air stunts, which they did an amazing job. For me it just made me really uptight watching them, not wanting to see another person fall.

Over all it was an amazing night and I would be totally okay if My Man surprised me next year with tickets again.

They don't allow you to take pictures in the tent, so I found some off the internet from Cirque Du Soleil, as they tape every performance.

My Man

being the wonderful man that he is, bought me a "funny purse" as Miss P likes to call it. I saw it and fell in love with it, which is strange for me because when I was younger, I hated the things and was determined to go though life not having a purse. Now I seem to collect them.

Purse

My Little Princess

For as much as Miss P loves cars, trains, and balls, her inner princess is starting to come out.
Aunt Tammy and Uncle Jim gave her this outfit for her birthday, which she loves. She also got a chest of dress up clothes from Grandma and Grandpa W, so this outfit goes perfect for those dress up moments.
On this particular day, don't tell My Man... She was watching Barney, and the kids on the show were dressing up and dancing around. The next thing I know, she ran upstairs, and came back with this outfit and asked for help putting it on, so she could be like the kids on the show.

Thought for the day

"It isn't as bad as you sometimes think it is. It all works out. Don't worry. I say that to myself every morning. It all works out in the end. Put your trust in God, and move forward with faith and confidence in the future. The Lord will not forsake us. He will not forsake us. If we will put our trust in Him, if we will pray to Him, if we will live worthy of His blessings, He will hear our prayers."

-President Hinckley

I thought I would share this quote which I came across by President Hinckley. I was again reminded, that no matter what we are faced with in our lives, if we have faith in Heaven Father we will be okay. I am so grateful for the gospel and for my testimony of our Savior Jesus Christ, and that we are never alone.

General Conference

I have been in and out of primary over the years. In our current ward, I have been serving in the primary for about 2 years. I started out teaching CTR8, then when January came they asked me to teach CTR 6 for the year. This past January they asked me to teach Valiant 9. I have loved all my classes which I have taught, and have loved to watch the kids learn.
This year I was a little nervous, as I would be teaching the adult lessons, and no longer the "picture/ little kid lessons."
I truly have to say, this is the best year. I love the lessons, and studying the Book of Mormon with my class. I challenged each of them at the beginning of the year to read the Book of Mormon by the end of the year. It has been great to hear them, as they come to class to let me know where each of them are at, and to see there excitement as we are doing the lessons, and to hear them say, "I read that".
I have great kids and I love them. As they are 8 turning 9, they are continually challenging me to find ways to get them involved and keep their focus. I have been blessed to find a few websites dedicated to teaching primary and one especially for senior primary. I was thinking last week about General Conference, and remembering when I was a child, knowing that it can be a hard time to sit for that long and listen. So I knew I needed to come up with something that would help my kids in my class.
Let me tell you how much I love the website Sugardoodle.net. They have such great ideas, to use for primary.
Saturday night, my amazing husband, who I sucker in quite often to help me with my crazy ideas, and I put together 10 of these activity folders for my class. It seemed to go over well when I gave them to them, and I look forward to hearing what they thought after conference.

Easter

Easter 2008

We were blessed to have a wonderful Easter. A few weeks before Easter, my sister in law called and asked if they could come spend the weekend with us. We were excited as they live in Canada, and had not seen them since Christmas.
They arrived Friday night, and then we suckered my other brother who lives about 2 hours away to come up on Saturday. We did some last minute shopping to prepare for the Easter Bunny on Saturday, and then just relaxed at our place while the kids entertained themselves in Miss P's room.
They did really good this time, I think they emptied all of Miss P's toys, and only fought a few times. Many thanks to Aunt L for reading to them, painting nails and playing with them, while the rest of us were bums.
Uncle R and Aunt J and the kids headed for home Saturday night, as they had church responsibilities.
We had decided since church was at 9am, and to let there be focus on the true meaning of Easter, the Easter bunny would not come until after church.
Miss P was excited to go to church, as she got to wear her pretty "aunt L" dress. We had gone shopping the weekend before to target, and picked up this dress, and told her that she would be able to wear the dress, when aunt L came. My kid may not have a princess room, but I do make her dress up like one every once in a while.
Miss P had been looking forward to the Easter bunny coming to our house. She even sat next to him at Walmart one day. This was a big deal for her, as she is usually afraid of "holiday characters." She likes the idea of Santa, but sitting on his lap, no way.
After she had lunch, we told her that she needed to go take a nap, and then the Easter Bunny would come. Poor thing, I really wondered if she thought she was actually going to see the Easter Bunny, as she kept telling everyone he was coming to her house. While she was napping, we set up an easter egg hunt in the house. Yes we live in Washington were it seems to rain a lot, and it was yucky outside.
It was the cutest thing to watch, as she went on her easter egg hunt. Every time she found an egg she would go "ahh haa" She loved her "po po" cars,I swear she is going to grow up to be either a cop, fire fighter or ambulance driver, as she loves the lights and sirens. She also loves her baby which Grandma Watson sent to her, she takes that baby with her every where. Miss P being my sugar baby, she loved that she got lots of candy and mommy was letting her eat it.

Miss P's New Bed

When I found out I was pregnant with Miss P, I started to watch for different items for her room.I am sure when most people find out they are having a girl, the babies rooms are decorated in "princess" or a very girlish theme. I had that thought for awhile, then the concept of having "cool toys" won.
I originally saw this bed on a website and fell in love with it, and of course at that time she was way to young for a toddler bed, and My Man was not going for it, as it was close to $100. So needless to say when she was old enough to move to a toddler bed, I really wanted to get her this bed, but we didn't have the money, so I found her a nice wood toddler bed at a garage sale last spring.
About a month ago, I was looking on Craigslist for a bed for my brothers little boy. While I was searching, I went under the free section and saw this bed. I was ecstatic as this was the bed that I always wanted to get Miss P, and it was FREE!!! Now all I had to do was convince My Man that we needed it, which actually turned out to be easier then I thought it was going to be. With a little "honey, how much do you love me", My Man and Miss P were headed out the door to pick up her "new car bed."
Miss P has always loved cars, so naturally she loves her bed and loves to pretend she is driving. We are working on Scott to see if he can figure out how to attach a steering wheel to it, so she can "really drive".
Once she had her bed, of course she had to have the car mat to go along with it. My brother was planning on coming for a visit, so I found this huge 9'x6' car mat on his local Craigslist, and they brought it up for her. Scott likes to call it her replacement carpet, as it is so big.

Daddy's Little Helper

Miss P is truly a little helper. Ever since she was little, she has always wanted to help do things around the house. Like most children she loved the dishwasher, always there to help unload the dishes, especially the dirty ones.
One Sunday after church, My man let her help make lunch. From then on, she is always at our feet with her arms in the air saying "up, up", and "me help" or "me do it." Thanks to that Sunday lunch, she thinks she is a pro at cooking Mac and Cheese, as she was able to make it by herself, with Daddys supervising.
This past weekend, Miss P has perfected her baking skills. Our friends Uncle O and Aunt K were in town from Colorado, and we went to dinner at K's parents house. This made Miss P's day, as they live on a farm and have a few types of different animals. She was so excited about this goose which her parents had walking around. Miss P stood at the door and then later at the window, just so she could see the "beautiful goose."which she was calling it.
After dinner, K's mom asked if Miss P would like to go out to the barn and feed the goats.It was really fun to see her excitement over the animals, after she warmed up to them. She talked all the way home about feeding the horses carrots, even though mommy and aunt K did the feeding, as she was a little afraid. Miss P was able to help K's mom collect duck eggs. I was telling her to be gentle when she picked them up, as being 2, she can be a little rough. Well she did her gentle pick up with two hands, being so careful, then tossed it into the bin. Oops I forgot to mention, she needed to be gentle with that process too.
After she collected all the eggs, we headed back to the house, and she was chattering away at us about the eggs and the horses. Then all of a sudden she asked where was the "holy ghost". and she kept asking for it.This was kind of a shock and random, but K and I just thought it was something that she has learned about in nursery, and explained it to K's mom as she is not a member. My man and I figured out on the way home, as she continued to ask the for "holy ghost", that she was asking for the goose.
When we came back into the house with the eggs, K's mom let Miss P sit on the counter by the sink and wash off the egg. Miss P of course was in heaven, as she loves to play with water in the kitchen sink. She then received her science lesson on discovery (K's mom is a science teacher and a wonderful, patient lady.) For probably the next half hour, she taught Miss P to break open the egg to see what was inside. After they were done discovering three eggs, she let Miss P play with a bowl of mushrooms that were by the sink, and break all of them, then throw them into the sink. K's mom sent home the rest of the eggs with Miss P, which she is so excited about, as she says they are her eggs, and can't wait until she gets to use them. I do have to watch the fridge and eggs though now.