While it's nice to have your kids think you can do anything, sometimes they ask for a bit too much. We were blowing bubbles, and Amie asked me to make some horse and square shapes. Hmm...I don't think so!
I'm crazy about her curls.
10th
I asked Amie if she remembered our address, and she said "yes! Here!" and then "123456789 14 cow Amethyst St". Gotta love her :)
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Amie was being very cranky and not listening, so I (being very tired and over that) asked if she wanted to go into time out. Her answer? "NO! I don't like it!"
Um...duh. lol
She's not always a morning person.
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Oh, revenge is sweet. I just turned the whys around on Amie until she got annoyed with it. She promised not to do it any more :)
Even bunnies need a bath.
16th
Ah, a sign of the times. Amie just pretended to be my iPhone, with her tummy as the screen. Terrible wifi connection, the graphics were dodgy, and it had serious shake issues, but it was still fun to play zombie farm!
What's a visit to Sizzler's without a trip to the ice cream bar?
Apparently a giraffe named Gil has been teaching Amie to do push ups. She demonstrated by doing some that were pretty good for her age. o_O
According to Amie, she is a porson who did a borp.
Playing with the Princess Leia doll my mother crocheted.
19th
Amie stole ice cubes from my drink and then tormented me with them! Cheeky bugger.
23th
Amie is no more. She is now Super Mario, and I am Princess Mummy.
After our lunch out with the family, we stopped through King George Square to play with the statues. This guy was far too hot to climb onto, though she tried. She decided she didn't like being burnt.
She liked being a statue, though.
24th
Amie asked if she could talk about cows. Sure, I said. She said some are brown and some have dots. Some are blue and some are yellow, and they make blue cheese and yellow cheese. She loves yellow cheese!
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Tonight's ~spooky story~ once upon a time there was a monster. And a bum. And the bum ate itself.
And by bum, she does mean bottom. ~Spooky stories~ are also told with a wiggling of the fingers meant to indicate scary stuff.
She loves being on the train.








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