Like many kids, Liesel is somewhat adverse to the vacuum. Recently I'd only been able to vacuum half the living room when Brigitta absolutely demanded to be fed. Once she finished, I put her on the portion I'd just vacuumed and finished doing the rest of the apartment. When I came back into the living room, Brigitta was up on the couch. I sharply questioned Liesel about how she got up there to which Liesel replied, "Uhhhhhhm, she just walkeded up there by herself!" My sister Reagan pointed out Liesel was probably terrified I'd accidentally suck her up with the vacuum. #babysafety
Whenever one of the girls gets pushy with the other (which is pretty 50-50 these days), I'll intervene by asking, "Who's the boss applesauce?" The point being that Ireland shouldn't be telling Liesel to go brush her teeth or she'll go to time out and Liesel shouldn't tell Ireland she won't get dessert if she doesn't eat all her peas. Brent and I are the ones to make that call. During lunch the other day, Ireland asked if she could have more "boss applesauce" after finishing her Motts. #foodvsdiscipline
After she'd been fed, after she'd been changed, we had Brigitta on our bed when Brent and I were discussing our schedules for the next day. I looked down at my girl and said, "One thing I'm sure of is that this one's not going to let me get a good night's sleep!" Right then she cracked the most adorable open-mouthed smile. #mamaknowsbest
At the playland this week Ireland had no less than 3 boys chasing her at the same time. They looked sincerely fascinated by her and she looked absolutely terrified. She raced around the playland with them close on her heels and finally ran headlong into my lap. "Why are they doing that?" she asked. Oh my little Ireland, that kind of behavior is just a little too complicated to explain at this point in your life. #heartbreaker
Early yesterday morning Brent and I were cuddled in our warm, comfy bed with Brigitta sleeping soundly between us. We heard the girls get into the kitchen and knew right away one of us needed to supervise. Without a word we raised our fists and battled it out with rock, paper, scissors. After tying with scissors, paper and scissors again we laughed and both got out of bed. Clearly the universe was telling us we were both needed for this one. #couplesinsomnia
Today during the sacrament, Ireland noticed the old man in the pew behind us had fallen asleep. During that relatively silent moment of church, she called out in her baby voice, "Hey, WAKE UP!!!" And he did. Oh how my cheeks burned with embarrassment! #teachreverence
