Cute Little Chubby Butt

So more often that not, I find my words trickling out of Delaney's mouth, now Donovan's and mostly its humorous, occasionally though, you think, 'great!' Well, the other day, I gave the kids a bath and while dressing them, I always play around and say silly stuff, Donovan usually gets the "Look at the cute little tushy!" and then he giggles and tries to cover it up....I bite his giant Fred Flintstone feet (aka, giant, flat and big enough to move a vehicle)....anyways, you get the point...so I was doing the same thing with Tenley and Delaney was just giggling and laughing while watching..."That's the cutest little chubby butt I've ever seen...look at those chunky thighs! I'm gonna bite them right off" Laugh, laugh, laugh....Well, I jumped in the shower right after and you can guess what came next....As I was drying off, Delaney came and grabbed a 'giant' handful of my rear and said, "Look at the giant chubby butt! Its so big and cute" I couldn't help but crack up and was also very quick to tell her that mommy's rear end is never referred to as 'giant, chubby or big' LOL

too Grown for Sleep

So Delaney just asked me, "Do you know why I don't sleep in my bed?" I obviously don't so I asked why.....She said, "I don't sleep cause I used to color but then I growed up and I color in my room but when I get tired of that then I like to play with my dolls or watch TV or something and I growed up and don't sleep cause of that" Damn growing up....

Clean Your Room

As all moms do with their children, I've been trying to get Delaney to clean her room...I tell her everyday, to go put the books on the shelf and the clothes in the drawer, dolls on the bed and toys in the bin...everyday because after the last intense cleanup, I said no more...I don't create the insane mess and I clean the rest of the house, her room means nothing to me anymore...I'm fine with closing the door...Plus, after my last clean up she told me, "Mom you did such a good job cleaning my room that I'm gonna do a good job and keep it clean." I beleived her...for a few days, because she did in fact try...I would walk in dolls were be everywhere and I'd say, "its lookin messy" and she'd start putting things away...well, I'm pretty sure Donovan is to blame, because I know he was sitting in a pile of her books the one day reading and I went into her room another day and he was sitting in the bottom dresser drawer, with the clothes all dumped on the floor...When I asked what he was doing, he simply smiled and said, "I sittin"....yes he was!! Well, I knew it was bad the other morning when I woke up and was heading downstairs and Delaney was standing on her bed looking really confused. I asked what was wrong and she said she couldn't get to the door....I did have to tunnel thru to get to some flooring...So I said, time to clean up...everyday, she goes up to clean and ends up playing...or she cries and says its not fair...we took away her TV and movie rights in her room and I'm tired of spanking, she has become sassy enough to say, "That doesn't hurt" and I may really hurt her if she prods me....so, we take things away now...well, the other night, my creative little wonder grabbed some letters off the fridge and came over and arranged them on the table while I was working and then with an angry glare in her eyes, said, "This says, YOU have to clean my room!" I actually was so shocked that "bhsrmv" says that, that I burst out laughing....I laughed and laughed and laughed, really hard. I'm laughing thinking about it, because the look on her face said she meant it! LOL So anyways, the room is still not clean, I am painting and rearranging tomorrow, so I'm guessing I'll be cleaning it cause she went up a little while ago and yep, she's playing! LOL

SHHHH....I'm tired!

So when we were coming home the other night, Delaney up and announced that she was tired. Actually it was more like, "Listen, I'm very tired, okay? I don't want anyone talking cause I just want to close my eyes now and sleep, so no talking okay?" To which our little Bugga Boy Donovan said with a very serious and understanding, "OK!" Well, Delaney turned to him and said, "Bugga, I just said I don't want anymore talking, OK?"....Van, "OK"...Delaney, "Donovan, I'm serious, stop talking cause I want to sleep, OK?"...Van, "OK"....I told you stop saying that, OK?"....Van, "OK"....Delaney, "Bugga, I keep sayin stop saying OK but you don't stop saying OK. So just stop saying OK, OK?"...Van, again, totally not being a jerk, really listening, said, "OK" At this point, Ben and I were in tears laughing so hard, because she was getting so mad and he was really planning to leave her alone, I think...It was our own little version of "who's on first"

Dips

Delaney was sitting next to me on the couch, when she suddenly shifted, put her feet on the coffee table, slid down so just her upper back and head was on the couch and started doing dips of some sort...oh and grunting a little....I obviously started laughing and asked her what she was doing, to which she replied, "I'm just making my stomach tired is all" And she went right back to dipping....