No Jammies

Lizzy is sleeping in her swimming suit tonight. When I asked her why she chose that, she replied matter-of-factly,

"My can't find any pajama tops so my thought my just wear this."

Flip-Lops

It's finally warm enough for flip flops! We are all pretty excited, but especially Lizzy (who you'll remember, hates socks). This afternoon, she let me know just how happy she is for the warmer weather.

Lizzy: "My so happy my can finally wear my flip-lops!"

"Two Hands"

Lizzy, Morgan, Jorja and I went for a walk around the block tonight. I pushed Morgan in one stroller, Lizzy pushed Jorja in another. After one lap, Lizzy decided she wanted to ride her bike instead.

Me: "But who is going to push Jorja if you ride your bike?"
Lizzy: "You."
Me: "How am I going to push two strollers?"
Lizzy: "You do have two hands."

Become a Follower... please

If you're reading this blog, please, please, please become a follower.

It would mean the world to Lizzy.......

And I'm curious who is reading...and thanking their lucky stars Lizzy doesn't live at their house :)

Ladybug Princess

Lizzy's outfits no longer surprise me.

And I no longer argue with her about her clothing choices. At this point, I figure as long as she's dressed, that's really all that matters.

So today, when she decided to celebrate spring with a Christmas dress, I figured "why not".

And when she added the ladybug wings from Lexi's Halloween costume, I thought "cute".


I didn't really think she'd wear them all day.

I was wrong.

Except for a quick trip to the dentist and speech, and a brief wardrobe change (she wanted to wear a Vikings shirt when she noticed Lexi was wearing a VIkings shirt) Otherwise, the Christmas dress/ladybug wings were the costume of the day.  And, if you look closely, you'll see she is also wearing two different flip flops. She likes them that way.

When I asked her about her outfit, Lizzy quickly replied:

"For my am the Ladybug Princess."

She's right.

It takes a true princess to pull this look off. It also takes a lot of confidence. It just so happens, Lizzy is the most confident princess I've ever met!

Pink Peeps!

Lizzy was so excited about everything in her Easter basket, especially the pink peeps:

"Pink Peeps! My been dreaming about you!"

 

Easter Lizzy-isms

We went to the Easter Vigil tonight. It's a beautiful service, but very long. We were nervous about taking the little girls, but decided to try it.

We should have found a sitter. Lizzy was in rare form. I'm not sure if it was the 9pm start, the excitement of sitting with the Klaudts, or the fact that the lights were off for the first half of the mass, or a combination of all three things that had her so riled up. Anyway, while she was totally distracting and caused me to miss the entre homily, it did provide for some classic Lizzy-isms....

Lizzy-ism #1:
Lexi got new sparkly flip flops today. Lizzy did not (because Lizzy just got three new pairs of shoes a couple of weeks ago). I should know better. As we were getting dressed for church, Lizzy had a minor melt down, because she didn't have any "beautiful" shoes to wear. I told her it was too late to go shopping, so she'd have to just wear an old pair. After much digging, she found a sparkly, beautiful pair of Minnie Mouse shoes. I'm so over arguing about fashion with her. She wore these beautes to church:

Lizzy-ism #2:
Lizzy had a beautiful new pink dress for mass. It was a cute dress, but pretty basic... just a knit dress with a couple of ruffles. No sparkles. She loved it, until she saw the beautiful, sparkly dress Jorja was wearing. Then jealousy kicked in. She ran to the corner and cried. After about five minutes of consoling her, she finally admitted why she was crying:
"Jorja looks so beautiful. My just have a boring dress. No one will think I'm beautiful when they see Jorja."
Memo to self: Next Easter, spend the extra $5 and buy the sparkly dress for Lizzy.


Lizzy-ism #3:
Me: "Lizzy, you should use your whispering voice. We're in church."
Lizzy (loudly): "My can't. For if my use my whispering voice, no one will hear me!"

Lizzy-ism #4:
I spent much of the mass "shhh-ing" Lizzy, with my finger to my lips and everything. Towards the end of the mass, I leaned forward and whispered something to Jesse. Lizzy promptly looked up at me and "shhhh-ed" me... with her fingers to her lips and everything!!

Lizzy-ism #5:
After mass, Lizzy and I were snuggling in the rocking chair and re-capping our day. As we talked about how the Easter Bunny will come after she goes to sleep, Lizzy got a very concerned look on her face and exclaimed:
"I bet the Easter Bunny will be tired of hopping by the time he gets to our house."

There are more but  I'm too tired to remember all of them. I must go to bed so that poor Easter bunny can hop on over to our house. Check back tomorrow. In the meatime, happy Easter from Lizzy (and the rest of us too!)