Hey, Girl

There’s a fun new meme out there.  Hey, Girl. 

And one of my favorite bloggers is hosting a Hey, Girl linkup. 

Go see Ginny for more of these.

Discovery!

Tess has found her toes.  She likes to suck on them, particularly the big toe. 

Rebuked

The other day, Michael was told by Naomi that it wasn’t appropriate to talk about cleaning up bunny pee at the table. 

A new take

on a book:

Michael:  “The Chief tells his men what to do.”  And they contradict and don’t obey and the building burns down.  The End.

Gee, what are we having difficulty with at our house these days?

Yeah.

What she said. 

I just have a long way to go. 

Be afraid!

Simeon has recently started relishing scaring his siblings.  And his parents.  And, really, anyone else who is within a few feet of him.  He likes to be tigers, dragons, and other dangerous and frightening beasts and make snarly, growly noises. 

After the 3,000th time, this does get a bit old.  However, Sim doesn’t mind if I do a pro-forma “Aaaaa,” which leads to things like this:

Sim:  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHH!

Me:  [Sounding somewhat distracted and not very convincing]  Aaa. 

Sim:  [Runs off, perfectly happy]

In my defense, I had done a more convincing scream for the times before that.   

Happily, his sisters are usually more obliging, sometimes even bursting into tears and running to find me when he growls at them.  I have made no headway explaining to them that he WANTS them to run and cry, and he’ll continue his scary efforts if they do that.  That doesn’t make any sense to them. 

This afternoon, though, he’s the dragon that belongs to his sisters, so we’re having a relatively pleasant game of Dragon and Owners.  Sim hasn’t yet figured out that this really just means that his sisters tell him what to do.  I don’t really want to explain that to him.  It would change the game, and right now I can’t take the screaming of a game of Dragon Turns On Owners. 

5 months!

Tess is 5 months old today.  It’s incredible how quickly babies grow and change at this age.  There’s singing, smiling, laughing, foot grabbing, gaining lots of motor control, rolling over, and generally getting cuter by the moment.  Oh, and there’s the pottying, too. And chewing on anything she can get her hands on, but most especially people’s fingers.  That is quite painful, since she’s gotten her two little sharp teeth.  She loves to have people talk or sing to her.  She’s almost always happy and content and sweet.