I lub you, baby ducky!

We walked to the park today and we were greeted by some beautiful
ducklings. Sophia rolled in the grass shouting "I lub you! I lub you,
baby ducky!"

Go Pay! My Dress

This is a Christmas pajama top that I let Sophia hold the other day
while sorting clothes. She just discovered it again this morning and
it still had a little baggie with spare buttons attached. She
immediately started yelling "Go Pay! My Dress!". It's good to know
that she's not shoplifting yet. She wouldn't stop dancing long enough
to get a better picture from my phone, so I apologize to all of my
readers now.

Sophers the Chihuahua

It seems she likes to pretend to be a dog. Maybe I've been giving Coco too many nice treats.

U-G-L-Y

Tasha and I were shopping for rugs yesterday and came upon the MOST HORRIFIC COUCH EVER! I've been looking at this photo every couple of hours and I still can't believe it was made. Who thought of this? Why didn't I look up the manufacturer? Now I can't look at the rest of the horrible stuff they create.

Ouchie

My teeth are killing me.

I cracked a filling and had two questionable fillings so they were replaced last week and they have been bugging me ever since. This morning I woke to swollen gums over the old cracked tooth. I haven't left the couch all day. I have, however, been messing with my blog. Yay.

I guess I can't go scrapbookin' with my friends now...

I just had the most delightful tearfilled laugh. I seriously scared Steve so much I thought he would pee his pants. He was in the front room with Sophia talking about going into the back to say hi to Mama so I decided to hide as a cheap thrill. Here's my hiding place:

Now just imagine me, the delicate little flower, crouched behind a child's table from Ikea. Do you think you might notice me? I think any of you would. Not Steven! When I sat up and yelled "Raar!" (like a dinosaur) he screamed "Jesus!!!" and twisted his whole body away from me. As I laughed at him he justified his actions, "You know I always believe that zombies have gotten in". Nice excuse, you big wuss.

Oh, and according to Steve, payback is a bitch.

New room, no dollars

We used to have a bookcase right outside Sophia's door. It was obnoxious and U. G. L. Y. I decided that it was springtime and therefore time for change. We cleared out the crapola that was not Sophia's and moved it into her room. This time there was no 2 year old outrage at the change we were bringing into her life. Instead we were left with a delightful nook for DB to love. We took a bench from her playroom as well to increase the nook-i-ness of it all. Sophia loved it from the start. She pulled books down and read on the bench, ripped out all of the blankets inside and made a complete mess that she ultimately had to clean up. Don't be distracted by the door behind the bench. That's the old door to the closet that now holds our washer and dryer. It's the sort of thing you live with when you have a hundred year old house and no money to overhaul the whole thing. Enjoy!