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News At 10 ~ Haircut Bandits Strike Again

July 30, 2008 · Filed under Big Z, Little Z, What Had Happened Was, Who Knows

 

This is what happened when I went to the bathroom. My children and scissors. This is what their current mugshots look like. And I really want to strangle them.

 

 

 

 

It could have been worse. I am still not happy. Big Z has never had a hair cut (obviously). She’s in a wedding in a month. She’s going to have a real haircut soon. And Little Z. She still has the baby mullet. And now, we’re going to have to cut her hair in a way to hide the damage that they did.

 

And just because I don’t want to leave you with the ugly. Here’s some cute ballerinas.

 

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Wordless Wednesday~Potty Training can be a Real Headache

July 22, 2008 · Filed under Little Z, Wordless Wednesday, i'm a dork, snippets

 

 

(She fell off the toilet. And was sober.)

 

For more WW go here or here!

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It’s a Picinic!

July 19, 2008 · Filed under Big Z, Little Z, i'm a dork

Yesterday was a “sad” day for us. It was our last family day at the base where The Hubs has been stationed for the last three years. It seems like we’ve been here a lot longer than that, because we moved here when Big Z was a whole two weeks old. (We left Mississippi when she was 5 days old.) I will say that it was one of the more fun family days, because the girls are finally old enough to play, “alone”!

(Yes, I know this picture kinda sucks, but I was using Hubs’ point and shoot cheapo camera, and couldn’t really see what I was doing.) Little Z was happy to be going out to Middle of No Where Air Force Base. It sounded fun to her or something.

 

 

Every year they have tons of blow up bouncy stuff for the kids. We recently went to an indoor bounce place, so *Z* was all about the slide. Not even scared to climb to the top.

 

Bouncy castles are fun! The girls didn’t want to get out, even though we were going to be moving on to yet ANOTHER bouncy thing.

 

Aren’t these little brats cute? I’m convinced they don’t like each other very much, because it was like pulling teeth to get them to even stand NEAR each other. The hookers.

 

There was food too. Some semi-acceptable grilled corn and hot dogs.

 

Now, I’m off to go swimming. Because it’s hot, and I got off work early. I’m going to enjoy my Saturday. You go do the same!

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It’s okay!

July 17, 2008 · Filed under 2 year olds know everything, Daily Convo, Little Z, snippets

Little Z just walked around our house and “magic-ed” everyone. By “magic-ed” I mean, smacked them with the fluffy ended Tinkerbell wand and screamed at the top of her lungs said “Boppity Boo!”

 

She was told to stop, and her answer was “It okay. Boppity Boo!”

 

So I guess, it’s okay to beat the crap out of people with sticks, so long as you say the magic words.

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But She’s the BABY!!!

July 16, 2008 · Filed under Little Z, i'm a dork, snippets

Ya know? Some days, I really really love that my children are growing up a bit, and aren’t 100% dependant on me. Of course, they are still 95% dependant on me, and I love that, but there are some baby things I don’t want Little Z to let go of. Her baby talk is one of them. She pronounces more and more things “right” every day.

 

I just can’t stand when she has her “words” and then all of the sudden, she says the right word. Today, her new real word is “ketchup”. This is really sad, cause the *z*-ism is so much cuter.

 

“Chee-chup”.

 

Am I the only one who thinks it sucks when the last baby starts growing up? Cause really? This might define major suckage.

 

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Paging Mr. Lilly, Mr Eli Lilly

June 23, 2008 · Filed under Big Z, Daily Convo, Little Z, snippets

Ya know? I toured the Eli Lilly plant/place many many times during my childhood. And not once did I hear of such a thing. (Well, at least, before Ritalin and Adderall were popular.)

 

On to today’s daily convo.

The set up: We are driving out to the base were the Hubs works. As my ID expired yesterday, and I had to get a new one early this morning. Little Z starts screaming and having a huge break down over a “carey pider” (scary spider) that is supposedly on her window.

 

Me: *z* you need to calm down. You are going to make yourself sick.

*z*: sick (sob sob) need medicine (sob sob)

*Z*: You need to take a chill pill. A really big chill pill.

 

 

It was all I could do to stay on the road and dodge the tumble weeds while laughing. I’m sure I was almost purple by the time we pulled up to the gate and I handed the guard my pretty new ID.

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The tears? They aren’t the baby’s!

June 15, 2008 · Filed under Little Z, i'm a dork

Little Z is a thumb sucker. It’s her comfort thing. I tried to avoid it, we tried to stop it, but her stubborn little behind, she was NOT going to use a binky. I know that it is much easier to stop children from using a pacifier. Snip the end off, or have the binky fairy come. Simple, easy, painless. (For the most part. Big Z gave hers up on her own. She was too busy to be bothered with one.)

 

I keep putting off taking *z* to the dentist, because I know that he is going to tell me that she needs to stop, that she is doing damage to her teeth. While I was doing her hair today, and cleaning her ears, she was brushing her teeth, and i really noticed that her front teeth are not”straight”. They are just slightly moved, so I could tell that she needs to give up the thumb. Now, we have been sorta, half heartedly been trying to convince her she is a big girl, and she doesn’t need it. Tonight was the first night, in, over two years, that my baby fell asleep without her thumb in her mouth. And I’m sad.

 

Little Z is our last baby. (At this point. We’re fairly sure we’re done, but we’re still young, so…) My baby is giving up the last of her “baby” things. She’s potty training, she has a hair style, and not just the pouf of hair that she’s had for forever, and now, no more thumb sucking. I have tears just telling you about it. The plus side of the whole thing? I’m going to cuddle her to sleep for the next few nights, so at least I still have that.

 

I have researched devices and tips to help with our problem. I decided that while handy and great, and very smart, the Thumb Guard is just too expensive for us. So we opted for…

 

 

And no. I could not find a matching pair. (The brat usually only sucks her LEFT thumb, but as soon as I covered that one, she tried to use the right. Hence, two mittens.)

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Zoo-be Zoo-be Zoooo!

June 12, 2008 · Filed under Big Z, Little Z, What Had Happened Was

Our Zoo is doing a Quarters for Conservation. You get a slug that represents a quarter and you put it in the slot for the animal you want to help save. I don’t know why this picture turned out so bad, but it’s the only one I got of *Z*. She chose to save the native butterflies of our state.

*z* decided to help save the orangutans. Monkeys have to look out for their own kind you know!

 The first stop on our zoo tour, was the giraffes. Where you feed them. This was the first time that *z* was old enough to really enjoy the zoo. Last time we went, she wasn’t walking yet. That couldn’t have been fun. It also explains why most of my pictures are of her. Not because I didn’t take any pictures of *Z*, but *z* was just more into it than her sister.

In the elevator. Yes. Our outdoor zoo has elevators. Because the whole thing is up the side of a mountain. We have the coolest zoo ever. It’s not big, but it’s pretty awesome. I mean, where else do you get to do things like…

Pet a seven month old wallaby? It was softer than a baby kitten. And sooo stinkin’ cute. I want one. Except, as they get bigger, they would get annoying. There was one older one who was “running” laps up and down the path. Their exhibit isn’t really a cage. They have little roped off areas, but they can get out. It was cute.

Next up were the alligators. Which Big Z told me a while ago she was afraid of. Them and crocodiles. But they both found them pretty funny. A big one SAT on a little one, and Big Z said that he should move because it’s rude to sit on people. While I tried to get a picture of the lot of alligators, my camera decided to do a “trick” that i’ve been trying to get it to do for a while, and never successfully. So I got this…

Close up on the fence, blurry gators. Grrrr! I hate when my camera tries to make me feel stupid.

Next up was the bird exhibit. Which was a room that I’ve only every seen in my nightmares. Full of birds, who were in no way shape or form restrained. Little Z LOVED it. She’s probably going to be a bird person. In this exhibit you get to feed the birds too. That was pretty neat, even my “I hate birds” brain thought so.

 

This was taken at the observation window of our favorite exhibit. Anyone wanna guess what they are looking at? (No fair if you’ve been to this particular zoo and recognize the window!)

Ready?

Ready?

Okay. It was this.

 

Okay. I’m off to accomplish something today. I don’t know what yet!

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Grandma’s Gonna Kill Us

June 6, 2008 · Filed under Little Z, i'm a dork

The Hubs and I have never been ones to plan anything. We are a very spontaneous bunch, us Long Last Namers. The only things I believe we’ve planned since getting married have been our trips back home to see family. And then just because we’re too nice to just drop in and say “WE’RE HERE!!!!!” Heck, our children weren’t planned, just discussed. Like, hey, I’m kinda horny, and oh, well we might have a kid. That’s just how we roll.

Today was no different. The Hubs has been wearing the same pair of khaki shorts since he was born. I’m really really tired of them. They just aren’t cute anymore. (He kinda looks like a hobo in them really.) Off to the mall we go for a small closet make over. He IS in the military, so it’s not like he needs a huge wardrobe. ABUs and BDUs take up half of his walk in closet. (Totally worse than a girl. But not as bad as his best friend. That dude has a closet full of junk!) Of course, because the Hubs is a nerd, I have to dress him. I’ve gotten really good at saying things like “I really like this. It would look great on you. What do you think?” and then he THINKS it’s up to him, when really, I keep the receipts, he can’t buy anything stupid. Two pair of shorts and a few polo shirts later, we go in search of “real sandals”. I’m still not sure what the heck he is talking about, but we’ll see if he finds them.

It just so happened, on the way to one of the shoe stores, we passed an Icing store. The same store that *Z* got her ears pierced at. So guess what happened? Yup. The baby got hers done. She actually was cool with it. We are procrastinating parents, and should have done it right after her six week shots, but hey, where’s the torture in that? For us, not her. She did way better than big sister. Didn’t scream at all. Crying, oh, she got that one down. The biggest crocodile tears I think I’ve ever seen. She even said “booful earrings” through the tears when they held up the mirror. The sucker the ear piercer gave her helped at lot, too, I’m sure. And after a quick stop to look at the puppies, we headed home. With the obligatory “my-parents-just-tried-to-kill-me” ice cream treat.

About the ice cream. (You know I can’t NOT tell you about the ice cream!) How is it that the two year old got the best combo, even when she picked it out herself? *Z* got double chocolate with M&Ms mixed in, and it tasted like a chocolate heart attack. I never thought I would say this, but it was way too chocolatey. I got a banana’s foster concoction, with was great, and the Hubs got something with cherries. But *z*? She went in for the kill. Cheesecake ice cream with strawberries mixed in. OH.MY.GOODNESS. That was so yummy. Secretly, I’m hoping I can finish her left overs while she naps tomorrow. I think that makes me a bad mom. But I promise to replace it. If I remember…

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Daily Convo- That’s my girl!

June 5, 2008 · Filed under Daily Convo, Little Z

*z* was hanging out with me this morning, while I perused my morning blog fix. For some reason she started chanting the following…

“No touch mine boobs. No touch mine belly”

 

I just hope she keeps this mantra up until her father and I are dead.

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