I feel like I have been sick forever. Ugh. I only exercised once this week because I keep thinking, "If I get enough sleep tonight, then I'll feel better faster." False assumption.
We had a couple of play dates this week. I'm still working on my story for the conference. I feel like I'll be working on that forever, too. Yesterday, we went to IKEA and one other furniture store as a family. It was an hour long drive up to Salt Lake and the only convincing Emilia needed was that we could have dinner at Wendy's. Mira adamantly did not want to go, but we convinced her to anyway. We payed for it with her being cranky for most of the trip. She was fine after we got to IKEA, so that was nice.
Last Sunday we had a Frohlich family dinner to celebrate January birthdays. This is Febe after Megan took her ponytail out. Naturally curly hair is amazing. :)
Mira wanted me to help her put this dress on this week. It's like a size 10, so the waist hits around her knees and it's about three feet too long for her. But it's so
fancy she just has to wear it. (Thanks, Heather!) After we put it on, she was talking to herself and I asked what she was doing. "I'm having a wedding," she says. "Who are you marrying?" I asked, thinking she would say Daddy or a boy she knows. Instead she said, "Robot!" This kid cracks me up all the time.
Emilia's school had media week. They taught them about dangers of media and what media is. For some reason, on Friday, they all got mustaches. Emilia was pretty super excited.
1/31/15
We went to IKEA tonight as a family. As we were heading toward the kids section IKEA had a sign over a tunnel that read "Home is a playground." Emilia read it as she went through the tunnel. "Home is a playground. That's the spirit! Home is a playground!"
1/29/15
Mira: She can't marry him because he's not handsome enough.
Emilia: Yes he is.
Mira: No. He wears glasses.
Emilia: She likes glasses guys.
Mira: He's not a glasses guy. He's a shoe guy.
Emilia: Ugh!
I sympathize with Emilia. I am often frustrated by arguing against a complete lack of logic. Also, it's nice to know that only 20/20 will be good enough for a discriminating daughter.
1/26/15
On Sunday, Mira walked up to Steve with a toy blow dryer that actually blows air--while he was eating his dinner.
Mira: (Pointing the air at Steve's head) Look, Daddy!
Steve: Not right now, Mira. I'm trying to eat my dinner.
Mira: Okay. (like she's selling something:) I can blow refreshing air on you any time!
1/24/15
I've taken to saying "Okay Google" to my phone when starting a Google search. Emilia came up to me just now talking about how cool it is.
Emilia: I can't believe you can just say, "Okay, Google."
Me: It's pretty cool, huh?
Emilia: Yeah. "Okay, Google. Walmart." "Okay, Google. Zion's Bank." "Okay, Google. Inflatable cat horns."
Me: <> Inflatable cat horns?
Emilia: Yeah! They exist. They really have them!
1/22/15
Cecily falls down so much that she's taken to asking "okay?" before I can.
1/18/15
Deciding what to do after dinner last night, I said we could play regular Legos or Lego Marvel Superheros (among other options).
Emilia: Regleear Legos!
Me: It's reg-u-lar. Can you say it that way?
Emilia: Reglar. Reg-a-ler. Reg-ler. I can't say it. Especially with this carrot in my mouth.
Mira: I can! Leg-lee-lar. ((Beaming proudly))
1/11/15
Mira: Daddy, you are the bad guy who always takes over the world. I am the bad girl who never takes over the world.
Steve: You don't take over the world?
Mira: No, I stay home. And take care of the dragon.
1/9/15
Me: Mira, get your shoes on.
Mira: ((ignores me, pretending to paint the walls))
Me: Mira, we're going to the library. You need shoes.
Mira: But I'm painting!
Me: But you need shoes! Go put them on.
Mira goes back in the bedroom and puts on her ballet slippers which she knows she can't wear outside.
Me: You can't wear those shoes.
Mira: But they're my painting shoes!
12/28/14
I just realized how appropriate the never-ending song is when applied to housework. "It's the laundry that never ends, it just goes on and on my friends. Somebody started cleaning it, not knowing what it was and they'll continue cleaning it forever just because..."
9/27/14
Mira at breakfast: Daddy, I have a joke. It's not poop.
Steve: A joke that's not about poop? Okay.
Mira: Why did the grapes cross the road alone?
Steve: I don't know.
Mira: Because they didn't have any friends!
9/23/14
Dinner table conversation--
Mira: I have a crush on somebody.
Steve: No you don't.
Emilia: *I* have a crush on somebody.
Mira: What does crush mean?
Emilia: It means you love them.
Mira: Oh! I have a crush on.... Nana!