From The Mouth Of Babes

Stella: "Just like yesternight" (Meaning yesterday or last night interchangeably)

Mabel: "It my Tog." (Hedgehog)

Nora: "It's a blister outside!" (Blizzard)

From The Mouth of Babes...And Their Momma.

This week has been exhausting to say the least. Baby boy is giving me a glimpse of what I imagine raising boys must be like because he is full of energy and never stops moving. On top of that we just finished round 3 of antibiotics for Stella's double ear infections and it looks as though the fluid wont be clearing up on it's own.  We visit the ENT tomorrow to schedule her for tubes. But despite all that my kids keep me laughing. Here are a few things they have said and/or I have said to them in the past week that I never expected to hear/say as a mom.

1. Stella: "I'm not a kid anymore, I can wear whatever I want!"

2. Nora: "Mom, today Dad pulled out his pocket knife and cut of all my skins (cuticles)" Aaron is guilty of this as well as picking boogers from Stella's nose with tweezers.

3. Me: "Mabel, stop pinching my boobs!"

4. Stella: "I'm a dult (and adult) Mom, I do what I want!"

5. Me: "Stop choking your sister!"

6. Me: "Who peed all over the floor?"

7. Me (to Mabel): "Get your hand out of every ones butt cracks girl!"

8. Me (to Mabel on multiple occasions this week): "Stop licking the bottoms of shoes!"

9. Mabel: "Di Coke Mom?"

From The Mouth Of Babes.

This week was full of funny and sometimes uncomfortable words spewing from my girls' mouths. I figured I should probably document them and you all might appreciate a laugh on this blustery Monday.

First:
Let me preface this by letting you know we went to Cafe Rio two weeks ago and had a free meal.

I took the kids to McDonalds on Thursday for my daily Diet Coke.
Nora: (to the guy at the drive up with long hair) "MOM is that a boy or a girl?!"
Me: Awkwardly smile at the nice boy.
Stella: "MOM don't pay. FREE MEAL!"
Stella and Nora in unison: chanting "FREE MEAL, FREE MEAL, FREE MEAL!
Me: Hurriedly handed the poor boy my $1.08 and drove off as red as a beet.


Second:
Sweet Mabel learned some new words this week.
"NO!", "Mine", and "That's Gross"
I guess I can't prevent the fact that she will learn from her sisters earlier than each previous kid.


Third:
While at Target Nora and Stella were trying to convince Aaron to buy them a Lego Star Wars set. He told them maybe. I don't know if it was to annoy him or try to persuade him but they both started marching down the aisle holding the set and chanting in unison "Slave Leia!, Slave Leia!, Slave Leia!"
....they got the Lego set.

From The Mouth Of Babes.

A month or so ago I overheard this conversation between Stella and Nora. It still brings a smile to my face every time I think of it.

Nora: (Telling Stella she needed to do something.)

Stella: "Nora, stop being so bossy!"

Nora: "I have to. I am learning to be a mom."

Also, my girls have this belief that being a mom means you have boobs and being a dad means you get to buy a pocket knife. 

Recently I hear about 10-15 times a day "Mom, what mells?!?" from Stella. She has a hard time pronouncing the "s" sound so mells means smells. After I reply that I don't know what she is smelling (from her incredibly over active nose) and she asks over and over and over again I go down the maybe list. Maybe it's your feet. Maybe you don't like the smell of the dinner in the crock pot. Maybe you need a bath. Maybe the baby has a stinky. Today after I went through a number of options she replied "I think it's me mom. I farted. Maybe I have to go potty." (Insert eye roll here) 

Love those girls!

Can't. Stop. Laughing.

I found this gem a few weeks ago after Nora had my phone during nap time. It makes me really nervous for raising three girls. She sure is a sassy little thing.

From The Mouth Of Babes.

Yesterday Nora was staring at Stella's bum with a deep look of contemplation on her face. When I asked her what she was doing she replied: "Mom, Stella's pants look silly like Uncle Hunter's...like he is wearing a skirt around his bum." I laughed for a good five minutes and still smile when I think of this. Stella has gotten really tall lately and it looks like she is going to inherit the Wagstaff gene of the no-bum just like Uncle Hunter. Which means her pants sag all. day. long. 

Oh and Stella has starting calling what she previously referred to as her little boobs as her bottles now...it only took nearly six months for her to realize mine have milk in them for Mabel. 

From The Mouth Of Babes.

Last week my little sister Courtney was down visiting. For some reason we were talking about direction and Nora was listening in. She tried to say direction too but was having trouble so on her first try she said dissection and on her second try she said erection. By the third try she got it right but was a little confused as to why Courtney and I couldn't stop giggling. If you are wondering where Nora has heard either of those words before my little sis is a nurse and she is always telling me funny medical stories. Apparently little ears are always listening...

On another play date with Courtney we were headed to Paradise Bakery for lunch. Courtney and I were chatting in the front while I drove. Meanwhile Nora and Stella were talking in the back. Nora kept repeating "Abra Cadabra" over and over. I heard her but didn't pay much attention. Apparently she was trying to get Stella to say the magic word in order to get Nora to share her blanket with her. Stella was struggling and couldn't pronounce it right. Then out of nowhere we hear a frustrated Nora shout: "Fine Stella, JUST SAY CHEESE STICK!"
The rest of the day whenever Stella wanted something she said "cheese stick."

Oh and yesterday as we were leaving my parents house after Sunday dinner Nora leaned over and whispered in my ear requesting that I don't tell Daddy that while she was watching a show on the iPad on his side of the bed earlier she farted under his blanket.

I Love Them.

Today I Took A Shower.

And that is a miracle.
Today has been hard. Now that I can laugh about it I can tell you all about it without wanting to cry.
It began at 12:15 a.m...
I had just drove in the driveway after watching the Bachelor with my ladies. Aaron tells me Nora has been fussing on and off for two hours. She is getting over a cold and Aaron didn't even need to finish his sentence before I knew Nora had yet another ear infection. Luckily our pediatrician has a walk-in clinic from 8-9 a.m everyday so we didn't need an appointment. But I did need to wake Mabel up to get out the door before 8:30. I was a little ticked that her ears couldn't have waited one more day to bother her since I have Mabel's well baby visit tomorrow. Oh well. The doctors findings: Double ear infections. Again. It has never been just one ear. So we head off to Dan's to the pharmacy. Mabel is screaming because she is hungry and refuses to nurse in the car. The kids are whining and I am getting light headed since I haven't eaten anything yet. We make it home around 10 a.m. just in time for me to make two crock pots of taco soup for tonight. You see...I have 11 ladies coming to play Bunco and of course it's my month to host. My mom dropped off a lamp for me to borrow around 11:30 since our front room has no lighting and Bunco in the dark might be a little challenging. I was whining to her about the ear infections when i'm sure someone up in heaven got sick of listening to my pity party and decided to really give me something to whine about....
Stella wiped her chocolate hands all over the couch.
Then she decided she didn't want mac-n-cheese for lunch so she left the kitchen and barfed it up on the carpet.
I decided it was tub time. It always seems to calm everyone down.
The girls were playing mermaid (entire bodies submerged "swimming" in the tub) while I cleaned the kitchen. When I went to get them out 15 minutes later I was horrified to find Nora had pooped in their ocean.
I drained the tub showered the girls and got them out to dry.
Stella walked out of the bathroom and peed on the carpet.
Once they were dressed and watching some Netflix I proceeded to disinfect the bathroom.
I walked out to find Stella sitting on Mabel in the baby swing....
Then life calmed down, I took Nora to dance, bought myself a giant Diet Coke and Stella fell asleep in the car. That's when the miracles started raining down on me.
1. Stella let me carry her inside asleep and is still sleeping!!!
2. Mabel fell asleep too.
3. I GOT A SHOWER!!
4. And I got to sit down for the first time today.

...I still haven't washed my hair in four days...but maybe that's a miracle for tomorrow.
Now to clean the rest of the house before my hubby and eleven women show up. Wish me luck!

Christmas With A Stella {Part 2}.

Yesterday my sweet Stella pulled over the Christmas tree. It broke 3 ornaments, ruined 2 gifts and soaked the carpet. The tree was not salvageable. Remind me again why I put up a tree this year?? The funny part of it all is that she pulled it over while trying to get the fat Santa ornament that sings Feliz Navidad, Aaron's favorite Christmas song. After two hours of cleaning and vacuuming endless amounts of pine needles I turned around to Stella dumping the entire bag of goldfish crackers in the fan that was drying the carpet. We may have lost our Christmas tree but inside our house it was snowing magical goldfish snow. Stella is a stinker but I can never stay mad for long because she is just. like. me. Merry Christmas sweet girl!

From The Mouth Of Babes.

Nora-ism #1:

After finishing her Rapunzel dress and telling her she can't have it until Disneyland.

Nora: Mom if you let me play with every one of Mabel's baby blankets it will distract me enough for you to take my princess dress away from me without me noticing. I hid it behind the blue chair in my room.

Nora-ism #2:

Driving in the car on the way home from getting delicious peppermint brownies at Kneaders.

Nora: Mom will you ask for a boy next.

Me: Who do I ask Nora?

Nora: I don't know. How did you ask for Mabel.

Me (chuckling): God just sent us Mabel.

Nora: Well ask for a boy next.

Me: Who do I ask Nora? (Wanting to see if she caught on about God sending babies)

Nora: Ummm probably like a genie. But a girl one. Ask the girl genie.

Apparently if Aaron want's a boy we just need to locate a female genie. Let me know if you see one.

Nora-ism #3:

Eating dinner tonight. I had just finished nursing Mabel.

Nora: Dad, let's have a boy next so you can feed him.

Dad: Only girls feed the babies.

Nora: Why?

Me: (cutting in because Aaron is feeling uncomfortable) They don't have boobs Nora.

Nora (smiling): Oh, yeah.

Nora-ism #4:

Driving to Salt Lake today to see the pediatrician for Mabel's 2 month check up (what?!)

Nora: Mom can I hear some Christmas music.

Me: Sure Nora. (turning on fm100)

......4 minutes later after listening to "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" and part of the next song...

Nora: MOM!! I need to call Papa Doug and tell him. I just heard that Santa is coming to our town!!! I need to tell Papa.

From The Mouth Of Babes.

Both kinds of babes. The following are some new Nora-isms as well as a few from my babe of a husband.

(After being startled by the automatic toilet flush)
Nora: Oh Mom, that makes nervous.

(Walking in to our friends Will and Jessica's wedding reception)
Nora: Wow Dad, look at this classy sidewalk.

(Drinking a blue Slushee at Lagoon)
Nora: Brrrrrr, My brain is burning!

(Aaron and I talking about Katie's delivery of her sweet new little one)
Me: Dang, I wish I only had to push for two minutes to get a kid out.

Aaron: Maybe this time the baby will just fall out like that for you.
Me: (Rolling my eyes) 9 lb. babies don't just fall out hun.

(Nora, Aaron and Spencer playing Lego's...Nora threw the sword back into the pile)
Spencer: Nora No, where did that sword go?!?
Nora: I didn't want it.
Aaron: Where is the sword Nora!?!
Nora: I didn't want it.
Aaron: Nora we we're playing with that sword.
....the saga continued over Lego's for 2+ hours...while Nicole and I watched.
I have yet to determine who enjoyed the Lego's more, Aaron or Nora.

Oh, and Stella learned the word "mine".

 And i'm still pregnant. 7 weeks and counting!

And Lagoon was AWESOME! Just as much fun as an adult as it was as a kid. And the girl's did great. Can't wait for Disneyland. Four months and three days to go.

I Cried.

My albino-midget little sister sent this gem to me last night. You may have already seen it or you may not find it as humorous as I do; but I bawled like a baby I was laughing so hard. Aaron was trying to brush his teeth while periodically mumbling "you are so weird". I'm going to watch it again right now. Enjoy!