Unfortunate Abbreviation

Natalie's spring-edition school pictures came in yesterday. When I picked them up the director of the preschool mentioned that the class picture wasn't there and would be delivered later. I didn't think much of it until later in the day when one of Natalie's teachers (whom I also consider a friend) put on facebook that the preschool class pictures had to be sent back because of an unfortunate caption. The company taking the pictures had apparently wanted to abbreviate the Methodist part of the school's name and wrote, "Blank Blank United Meth Preschool"!!! (they didn't actually write blank blank, I just didn't want to put the exact name). I am all for developing my kid into a street-wise woman of the world, but I'm pretty sure a preschool shouldn't be introducing kids to meth!

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Sporadic Back-Seat Singing

The other night while cleaning the basement Larry came across one of our old disc-mans. The next day he gave it to Natalie so she could listen to her Cd's in the car (therefore, letting us listen to something other than Queen, Gwen Stefani, or The Imagination Movers). She is totally in love with it and has a bag that she carries around with it and her Cd's. The other day we were driving and all of a sudden, out of absolutely nowhere, she shouts "I LIKE TO EAT CHEESE!" Apparently in one of The Movers songs they ask what you like to eat, and Nat likes to eat cheese. A couple days later, again out of nowhere, she starts shouting, "SHA LA LA LA LA LA KISS THE GIRL"! At least this time I could tell what she was listening to (The Little Mermaid). We had to have a conversation at home about the fact that even though with the headphones on it doesn't seem loud to her, it sure does to us.

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Why Was I So Anxious For Her To Talk?

Vanessa is finally talking. We work on repeating things a lot and she can say ball, doggy, balloon (boon...too cute), Mama, Dada, Allie, Nat, Fritz, Axel, and a whole lot of other really, really cute little words that totally melt my heart. And then there are her two favorite words of all time. "No" and "Mine". The older girls will be in their room playing and all I will hear is Vanessa shrieking "mmmmiiiiiinnnnneeeee" and then her saying in her tough, I-mean-it voice, "NO" (which sounds more like own and is kind of adorable if it's not directed at me when I tell her to do something). And so it begins....