Playground talk

The other day I took Mad Molly and her bestest friend Gleeful Grace to the playground. The two made friends with another little girl and spent most of their in a little playhouse. Mad Molly and Gleeful Grace had taken off their sandals and were asked to put them back, in the process of doing so they both put them on the wrong feet (which in our world is a daily occurance). The third little girl says to her two new friends ...

Litte Girl: "my brother puts his shoes on his feet backwards all the time, he's 3 and my dad yells at him"

Mad Molly: "oh, my mommy gets angry and yells"

Gleeful Grace: "my mommy says I love you"

Surprise!!!

So one should know by now, it's never good for Mad Mommy when Mad Molly says.."Momma close your eyes", but I can hop right!!!

At naptime, (and I use that term loosely, since more than not lately it's run around like mad and yell down the stairs to Mommy time rather than sleep peacefully and nap time) but I digress, recently we have used a timer to let Molly know when she is finished being upstairs and can come back downstairs....Yesterday it worked like a charm! Today however was a different story! She was so excited to go upstairs and "nap" until the timer went off, instructing me on exactly which timer to set and where to place it so she will hear it when it goes off. However just when I sat down on the couch and gave a sigh of relief at the peace that was my house, I hear little footsteps descending the stairs, a tell tale squeaky door knob turn and the immortal words of Mad Molly "Momma, close your eyes, I have a surprise to you" Curious to see what this surprise was and not wanting to crush her enthusiasm I played along and close my eyes. A few minutes later I hear "Ok, Open your eyes, SURPRISE!!! Now you can help me put it together" to which I find Mad Molly holding a put together Lego-esk Elmo figurine. So I say to her, "hey, wait a minute....my surprise is I get to put your toy together when you are supposed to be upstairs napping" through much giggles she replies "ummm, yes!"

Mad Molly's deal..

Yesterday while cleaning up the kitchen I hear a loud proclamation coming from the corner of the kitchen, I look up to see Mad Molly standing on a spare car seat annoying " I am Molly and this is my deal....." then she would start over and say it again...and I couldn't help but think to myself... Man would I love to know what your "deal" is some days! Ahhh but no such luck, I guess she is keeping that to herself for a while longer!

Mad Molly gets ready for the stage!!

What stage that is...I'm not yet sure! Her father and I were sitting in the living room catching up on the days happenings and ironing out a few scheduling details when Mad Molly busts out in song (what song she is singing or what language it is in for that matter is your guess as good as mine) but I digress.....shortly after her song ends she asks if I liked that, to which I replied "yes Molly, it was wonderful" with a brief applause...to which she replied........

where does she come up with this stuff?!?!?!?!?!

What Mad Molly does for fun!!!

this is one of those times I wish I left the camera rolling for about 30 seconds longer.... she stopped twirling and inevitably did the drunken stumble and took a good spill on the floor.. to which she commented "Whoa!!!!"

Mad Molly greets the morning

So after a good 15 minutes of shouting at the top of her lungs "Momma, I'm awake" from the top of the stairs, Mad Mommy reluctantly gets out of bed and goes to get Mad Molly from her room and this is the conversation we had...

Mad Molly: Momma, I'm awake!

Mad Mommy: Yes Molly, I know

Mad Molly: Momma, are you awake

Mad Mommy: (in a not so much awake voice) Yes I'm awake

Mad Molly: Are you a little bit awake or a lot awake?

Mad Mommy: I'm a little bit awake

Mad Molly: Oh, I'm a lot awake

Mad Mommy: Yes, I know the whole neighborhood knows your a lot awake

Mad Molly: Yeah, they do

and thus begins our day!