Our New Imaginary Friend

Colleen and Katy...this is for you guys.

Maddy saw Joe sitting on his front porch and wanted to know who he was. I told him that his name was Joe Isley and that he was a nice man. If she ever needed help, she could ask Joe Isley and he would help her out.

Anyway, that apparently appealed to her "princess" mentality. Now she has an imaginary friend who lives in her pocket named Joe Isley. And when she needs help, she brings him out of her pocket and he helps her out. Guess she likes having someone at her beck and call.

She also calls Bruce "Antsy Clause" and "The Christmas Man".

Poopy Toilet Water

So...my day has been fabulous so far.

Maddy went poopy in the big girl potty. All by herself!

However, she wiped her own tooshie. She used too much toilet paper. When the toilet backed up, she didn't call for help. Oh, no, not my independent girl. She grabbed the toilet brush and poked that down in all the mess of toilet paper. Then she flushed the toilet again, which filled the bowl up more. When the toilet brush didn't work, she took it out and placed it on the floor next to the toilet (all covered in wet toilet paper). Then she got the plunger and tried to use that like Daddy does to fix the toilet. She plunged, she flushed; again and again, filling the toilet that much more with water.

Meanwhile, I'm downstairs changing over laundry, when all of a sudden I hear running dripping water. I step out of our laundry room into our furnace / storage room and notice water running from the ceiling duct work.

I run upstairs to find Maddy in a puddle of poopy toilet water, still trying to plunge and flush. I had to unplug the toilet, wash the poopy toilet water off the floor, clean the entire toilet (thoroughly splashed due to Maddy's energetic plunging), and give Maddy a bath.

GALLONS of water have since poured down the air conditioning vent in the bathroom and into our ducting system. Hence is why water was pouring out downstairs. This happened around 9:30 AM this morning; it's now 2:30 PM and water is still dripping. So I can't wash the downstairs floor until the dripping stops.

Brice said to turn the fan on so that the air flow would help to evaporate the water in the ductwork. Basically, we're humidifying our house with poopy toilet water. Anyone want to come over?

Something's getting through, I guess!

We've been working on verse memorization with Maddy. Our current verse is "Share, share, share with others: Hebrews 13:16" (sung to Row, Row, Row your boat). Maddy dutifully repeats it and goes on her merry way. I've been wondering if there's any real comprehension there.

Meanwhile, Grandad came over and brought himself a 20 oz diet root beer. When Maddy saw it, she demanded that Grandad give her some. When Grandad told her she couldn't have any, she promptly informed him that "Jesus says we have to share".

Apparently something is getting through. Now we'll begin working on the fact that it applies to her, as well as others.

How I discovered a break in the middle of disaster!

Well, I had gone downstairs to change over laundry (aka hiding for a precious few minutes of quiet sanity and reflection on the fact that it was late afternoon and I was still wearing pajamas). In the meantime, my darling cupboard explores found the canister of dry oatmeal. By the time I got back upstairs, they had dumped a CUPS of dry oatmeal on the floor and were playing in it. They even discovered how to slide across the floor on their bellies. Maddy even figured out that it was even easier to slide stark butt naked. So, of course she had no clothes on, which is why she isn't featured in the pictures. There's something weird about posting naked pictures online of your kids. But, instead of losing my head, like I initially thought I was going to do, I just decided to have a good laugh. I made myself a cup of tea, found the book I was reading (carefully hidden from sticky little fingers), and spent the next 45 MINUTES enjoying a quiet seat in the corner of the kitchen while my brood laughed and played with their food. If I ever need a break again, I will bring out Mr. Quaker Oats, my personal and cheap babysitter. Cleans up easy with a vaccuum too.

Someone's thinking of causing trouble

This is our Maddy. Always up to something. I can't believe I actually caught this look on camera. She always makes it when she's about to do something she shouldn't and she wants to see if she's going to get whacked for it. Gotta love her.

Sarah's Escapades

Here's our darling Sarah. See her teeth. If you look very closely you can see them. I got this box at Costco today and she's been in it all afternoon. Just goes to show they can have every toy in the world and they still would rather play in a box.

Here it is...our first official family picture. Aren't we a great looking family of blondies. This picture was taken in Kansas City while visiting Nana and Papa. It was a fabulous trip: relaxing and enough time to really get to spend with them.

Lots of fun pictures too.

We're a blogging Family Now

I saw my aunt's blog for her kids and thought...what a fabulous idea...especially for those family members far away. They can get all the cool stories whenever they want. So here goes....