Children's Songs

As kids we all learned many and varied songs. One of which was most likely Patty Cake, Patty Cake. This evening though we edited the song to a more appropiate version:

Smash the Skeeter, Smash the Skeeter,
Smash it dead. Smash the Skeeter,
Smoosh the Skeeter, stop its head.

This song is definitely approved by Team Blue. :)

Warning Labels

Warning labels tend to be a good thing. Like telling that it isn't wise to jump the fence into an alligator pit. Or telling you that using a blow dryer while in the shower is not recommended. I wish to present to you a new one from my daughter.

WARNING: Thumps and kicks violently in her sleep. Approach with caution and care.

Apparently she has taken to her own form of suitor defense. Hopefully her crib can handle thumping and violence of this magnitude.

The Circle of Life

There comes a time in all children's life where they see a dead animal for the first time. For our girls it was this past week. With the warmer weather we have taken to eating on our back deck and were joined by the other member of Team Blue, Moonbeam.

He had decided to present his latest offering (victim) to us in the form of a small rabbit that was still slightly alive. I being a member of team blue looked at it and patted the cat congratulating him on his kill. The other side though? Their reaction was starkly different. My wife was squirmy as it was still wiggly and the girls did not appreciate this gruesome display. After consoling the cat and reassuring him that we did love him I convinced him to eat his dinner on the ground and not on the deck with us. For the girls sake, at least they didn't notice the ensuing crunching and munching of bones.

He really is a fierce cat, don't let that innocent looking face fool you. Just look at his scar. I am sure he will gain more in his defense of the house against unwelcome house guests, or yard guests.

Surprises...

Some surprises are a bad thing, like walking out to your car and finding it on blocks with no doors or tires. Some surprises are a good thing, like finding out your having twins instead of a singleton on your first pregnancy.
This surprise is definitely in the good category though it is unknown if it will be reinforcements for the beleaguered Team Blue or if it will side with Team Pink. I will let you my faithful readers know as soon as we do, which will be sometime in October.

Umm.... How did that happen?

The other night while getting the girls ready for bed my pregnant wife asked me:

Honey, our bucket baby needs a pacifier.

I wonder if I should be concerned or not.

Good Helping

My daughters demonstrating the good time of helping. Also taming the pink by getting them to do manly work.

A truce with pink

Today I call a truce with pink. This morning I awoke and I put on my pink polo, my pink unmentionables, my pink tutu, and my ballet slippers. I thought gee it sure is nice to be free from all the hate of pinkness.

My daughters woke up and I fed them Pink Milk and Green Eggs and Pink Ham. Together we went and got a manicure in our pink tutu's. We all got our toenails painted sparkly and pink. It feels so good to have someone massage your feet in bubbling pink water.

Following our spa morning we went to a store and purchased Pink Peeps, Pink Bubblegum, and Strawberry Ice cream. We went to a park and had a Pink Feast. While on our sugar high we twirled happily in the breeze like butterflies.

After we napped luxuriously in our pink silk sheets we arose and went to Barbie on Ice. It was so amazing to see Barbie twirl and triple axle and we were so happy to see that she finally married ken in the end.

We went home where Melissa served us strawberry jello jigglers and a lovely pepto-bismol pink ice cream cake.

I am looking forward to winding down our perfectly pink day by pushing our pink dolls in strollers and singing ring around the rosies until bed time.