Barbie Must Not Go Commando

Bailey was talking with Ma about what outfits she should make for Barbie.

"Now Meme, she needs some panties, and those things---HEY MOMMY, WHAT DO YOU CALL THOSE THINGS YOU PUT YOUR BOOBBIES IN?..."

I do wish she would make sure I don't have drink in my mouth before she says these things. 

Synonyms

Coming home from church the other night, Bailey was in the back talking to herself. Apparently, the newest topic of conversation at kindergarten is "butt" and "poots". I have been listening to this for several days waiting for it to go away on it's own. Yeah, not happening. In my best annoyed Mommy tone, I said "Bailey, I do NOT want to hear anything else about butts and poots unless you need to explain a medical condition to me!". The back seat fell quite. In a few minutes, Bailey asked, "Mommy, is it OK to say my tail has gas living in it". Thankfully, my laughter was hidden by cover of darkness.

The Mommy formerly known as "BanjoKittie"

During a supper of my hamburger casserole, Bailey looked at her daddy and said "This is my favorite. We sure do love that Homemade Mommy! I love it, and I am going to keep it. Thanks Pookie; finally, a nickname that makes me proud.

X-rated Laundry

I used our recent snow day to catch up on all the laundry, and thus, there were "fine washables" hanging all over the house. I had all my nice clean bras on hangers and hung them on the kitchen curtain rod to dry.

Later in the evening, Bailey was taking her bath and pretending with all her toys. You know how you only partly listen. Well, all I caught of the conversation was, "...and Mommy hangs her boobies in the window".

I will patiently await my call from DSS...

Politician...definitely

I had Children's Church on Sunday. To put it mildly, it was a horrible experience for Bailey and I both. She does not do well with Mom as a teacher, and I don't do well with children I can't spank. As we were leaving, Bailey and I are both in very foul moods. Bailey shouts, "I want to ride with my Daddy". I shout, "Sounds like a grand idea to me". We both spun on our heels and walked away (she had her Daddy's hand).

Apparently, she had some time to think things over in the car and decided maybe everything was not totally my fault, and some sort of apology might be in order. I had beat Bailey and Eric home. When they arrive, Bailey came running through the door, threw her arms around me and said, "Mommy, I love you so much, and you look like you have lost weight".

Somehow, I did something right

I was asking Bailey if she wanted to learn dance or martial arts. She looked at me and said, "I don't want to learn anything, I just want to be myself". You know what Pooks, that's what I want too!

Spin Doctor in the making

Bailey has always been one to "spin" tales. Two of the latest are:

• Upon being told to look under the couch for her socks, she replied, "I can't, I have little eyeballs and that jelly stuff might fall out".
• She wanted to wear her red dress instead of her black one, "black really does not look good on me and it causes blisters all over my back".

I have to give her an A in creativity.