The Pickle-Eating Process

With V, one of her favorite things for teething was teething biscuits.  For Sophie, it was a big cold dill pickle spear.  I couldn't find any teething biscuits at the store today for Jo Jo.... so we grabbed a pickle.  Here's how it went....

 She's so trusting.

(Right about now she's not so sure about this)

 You can almost feel the shiver.

I think she liked it!  :)

Thanks for the Laughs, V

I thought it was time to blog some of the awesome things Victoria has said.... just for laughs.

• V keeps taking toys away from sissy and so I explain to her that is being selfish and that does not make God happy, we need to share, etc etc. A minute or so goes by and she says, "Mommy, do you like fish?" Me: "well yes Victoria, I do." V: "But you don't like selfish??"
• We are driving home from Southern California and in the distance V sees a semi truck filled to the top with oranges. From her spot way in the back seat we hear an almost whisper, "wow... look at all those cheetos..."
• "But Moooom! Marshmallows are a vegetable!"
• "You want me to paint your nails sissy? When I am 16 I can paint your nails."
• When discussing sin and the enemy with V... "Well when the devil tries to get at you, you can just run away as fast as you can!"
• Me: "V you need to clean up your room, it's a mess." V: "I'm not too excited about that right now."
• V asks me if I can do a headstand. Me: "No way jose!" V: "Ok, but don't call me jose anymore."
• Sophie and V begin to fight (physically) so I get in there and break it up. I have Sophie apologize and ask V for forgiveness for pushing her. V is not willing to forgive and so I ask her, "V, what do you think Jesus would do if He were here?" ..... After a long pause she answers, "Give us spankings"
• "I have something very important to tell you Mom.... it's best to give than receive."
• Me: "You know what's so special V? Since you asked Jesus into your heart you will go to heaven someday. And I will go too. So that means we will be together forever. Because once you go to heaven you are there forever and ever." V: "nooo, then we'll miss church and BSF!"
• "Daddy is my favorite man in the whole world."
• V is trying to talk with me while I'm on the phone.... after I hang up I explain she cannot have a conversation with me while I am on the phone... I was talking to Daddy and I cannot listen to two people at one time. Her response: "But Mom, you have two ears."

Inside the Mind of Sophie

So you're probably asking yourself, why am I looking at a picture of Rolos??

I'll tell you why... this is what I was forced to buy at the grocery store while in the check out line. Yes, forced. Because while I was unloading the grocery cart, my daughter (you all know which one) was investigating all the different types of chocolate on the stand. As she picked up M&Ms I asked her to put them back. She did not behave while shopping (this includes running laps down the grocery aisles, playing hide and seek in produce while squealing at the top of her lungs, pulling things off the shelves, etc etc). Hence, no chocolate. So what does my lovely Soph do when she is told "no"? Takes things into her own hands of course. As I am unloading item after item I look over and see her with the Rolos. I ask her to put them back. When I turn around again, she is unraveling the wrapper. "Sophie! No!" As soon as she hears my voice those little hands of hers start working much faster. Now with the outer wrapper on the floor and the next one almost open I dart towards her. She doesn't even look up at me. Just snags the first spot of brown her eyes hit and shoveled it into her mouth, cheeks puffed out and lips closed tight just in case mom would try to take back the caramel filled yumminess. As the cashier just stares at us, like I'm some dysfunctional mom with no control over her kids, my frustration quickly turned into me having to hide my laughter. This girl, this 3 year old, is so gloriously different than our firstborn. I find myself at my wits end constantly. Thinking, what do I do here?? Victoria would never have done that. You firmly tell her no, and she puts that chocolate back. She may cry, but she puts it back. Sophie... cry? No way. Just shove it in before Mom can do anything about it. That's just a peek inside the mind of my Sophie. Want another one? Kinda fun huh?

Ok here's another one... yesterday I caught Sophie shoving her finger into Hannah's eyeball. Hannah starts crying and Sophie goes to time out. She knows she is not supposed to touch Hannah's face.... way too many eye-pokes, squeezed cheeks, nose picks, etc and so Hannah's face is off limits for her. So the time out begins, door shut. Within a minute or so I hear yelling. Loud yelling. Thinking she is mad about her consequence I begin down the hallway towards her room. As I get closer to her door I hear just what it is that she is yelling out in these angry tones... "JESUS LOVES ME THIS I KNOW! FOR THE BIBLE TELLS ME SO!...." I stood shocked for a moment in the hallway. Is this how she gets back at me?? She wants so badly to scream and yell and be mad, and figures she isn't going to get in trouble for singing "Jesus Loves Me." Yup, that's my kid. That's my Sopha-lish. Thanks for making life SO interesting Sophie. I love you.