Totally hooked

I am totally hooked without a doubt to blogging. Thank you Mo from Mo' Joy blog spot who encouraged her readers by raving about the enjoyment and ease of blogging.

I dearly love to scrapbook. However, I don't journal near enough. A lot of times when I finally get time to scrapbook, I have already forgotten the small details.

Also, with this blog I can add pictures and stories that I won't be adding to my scrapbook, i.e. the pancake story. But, now I just may re-think the way I scrapbook and step it up a notch or two.

No doubt about it, I take more pictures now.

Again, thanks Mo.

Too smart for her own good.

On Friday May the 2ND at 11:43am, the following message was sent to my e-mail at work from Emily's teacher:

Yesterday, Emily had a note that went home about not being honest and her not completing her work so that she could have more play time. She returned the note signed by her. She confessed that she signed the note once I told her that I was going to email you to make sure that you saw the note. I will send it home today in an envelope.

I was mad! However, I couldn't stop laughing because she had signed it. My mind wondered all day what name she wrote on it, Mom, Dad, or Emily? I didn't think we would have to face this until she was older and knew how to spell and write in cursive. I have to give her credit for being too smart for her own good.

Immediately, I called Hartford to let him know that we were going to have to figure out what to do. He told me that he would call me back.

When he called back he told me how he wanted to punish her and I added how I wanted to punish her and we agreed that everything we had stated would be her punishment. Since she is a doll baby most of the time, she rarely gets punished. However, she is one of those kids that when she needs punishment, it has to be memorable or she doesn't get the point. There was only one thing in her punishment that made an impact and that was throwing away her candy stash. She had candy in her stash that was probably more than a year old. It was so stale that it really needed to be thrown out anyway. She just likes the idea of having a stash of candy but she only ate a piece of it ever now and then and she always asked us first if she could have a piece. I've never known a child that took three days to eat a sucker. She amazes me.

Anyway...when I got home I wanted to see the note that she signed. At the first glance it looked like a bunch of letters just written down. Since this didn't make any sense, I studied and studied it. It finally occurred to me that it said, Ms. Susan. She wrote a M a backward s and then a period. Then she wrote cucon.

I think that she has learned or at least I hope that she has learned a valuable lesson in right and wrong. I conclude that we shouldn't have skipped church last Sunday.

What a mess!

Yikes, what a mess. I make Emily clean her room so it rarely gets this messy. However, when it gets this bad, she just doesn't know what to do because there is just too much stuff.
I asked her if she wanted to help me clean or if she wanted me to clean.
Because she knows that when I clean...
I get rid of stuff. She told me that she wanted me to do it. Here's what I took out. I don't think the camera captured all the junk that I removed.
All the boxes and their contents will go in the trash. The two garbage bags of stuffed animals will go into the attic until we make a trip to Good Will and I'll take at least half of them there. The My Little Pony items are stored in my closet. Here's the results:



Emily is extremely happy with her room. I bet that she doesn't even miss a thing that I removed. Plus, she will make a point to keep it straightened up for a couple of weeks without even being reminded.

Mama's been shopping

The night before last, Emily asked where her silky pajamas were. I told her that she had out grown them. We have a game. I pretend that I'm mad that she has been growing and she just giggles with pride. I bargain shop and a lot of times I can find pretty much everything that she needs at the consignment sales that are held twice a year. Then when I find something special, I don't feel guilty about paying a little more for it. Unfortunately, this past season of sales have left a void in her wardrobe. One, it's harder as she gets older to find things that look new. Two, I think she is at a tough size. Three, I'm not letting her wear a lot of the styles that are out these days. Yesterday I actually got to take a lunch break and I went to Marshalls. I'm thrilled to no ends to find a pair of pajamas and two complete outfits at one place that actually fit her.

Spring has sprung

Last week when Hartford was working late, I picked up Emily from the YMCA and asked her what we should do. She decided that she wanted me to push her on the swing. We had a blast, she was all giggles.

Grayson Days

Hartford and I can recall when Grayson Days was just a small event. Now there are so many people that you can't stir them with a stick. But Emily squeezed into the crowd to get her Whoville hairdo and I made my way and purchased Emily a memo pad for her butterfly themed room. All and all it was a good morning out of the house.

Can you say SPOILED?

Since Emily was so disappointed on Friday morning and was convinced that her Daddy had tricked her, he did this Saturday morning for her.