Catching up

I know it's been a week since I have last updated you all on life with Mad Molly, not for lack of substance to entertain you all but rather a lack of energy on my part or spare moment to enter them all in, so bare with me while I catch you up. Let's start on

Monday:

Last Monday I woke up at 3:45 a.m. to a beautiful 22 month old rendition of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. I can't even describe to you how loud it was coming across the monitor. I quickly glance at the clock to see what ungodly hour it was and then click on Molly TV because I would be damned if she was up for the day at 3:45....luckily from the best I can tell she was still laying down in bed, sound asleep singing all the while, for as soon as she hit the last word of the song, it was silent yet again..what a strange child

Wednesday evening:
Lately Mad Molly has taken to implementing any stall tactic she can think of to delay bed time. This week it has been chocolate Milk. Now when I tell you I give my child a glass of chocolate milk before bedtime you must be thinking...she is a mad mommy because any sane one would not sugar up her kid to settle down, but rest assured all, that Molly calls any type of milk Chocolate Milk, her evening cup has the tiniest little drop of chocolate in it, not even enough to change the color, but to her it is the most delectable concoction she could have. This evening she screamed at the top of her lungs for an hour + over "ohhhhh yummy chocolate Milk" "pleeeeeeaaaaasssseee Momma, I neeeeeeeeeeeed yummy chocolate milk" You would think I starved this child, I was outside putting something in my car as an older woman was out walking her dog and paused to listen to what my child was screaming from her upstairs bedroom. She polietly tried to hide her chuckle, but I said, "it's okay we like to liven up the neighborhood" apprently she had a similar situation with one of her sons at bedtime so she felt my pain which eased my embarrassment. Then I went inside and closed the windows.

Thursday:

One would think after being up since 5am this child would be exhausted..but not so much she decides to torture the poor dog.........sorry Abby















after torturing the dog, she decides to do a fun game of hide and seek.....what is this child's obsession with buckets and bins?????