CookieFest Cuteness

Gloria! Gloria!

Here is Ella dressed as an angel for her Christmas program at school. A devil costume would have been more appropriate on this night.

Sweet...Sort Of

Ella talking to Caroline before bed:

"Caroline, I'm going to teach you how to go to sleep. You just lay down, close your eyes and you're asleep!! It's easy. Then you dream of all the happy things that you wish for. Like more pacies and BEING ME."

Yes Ella, I'm sure Caroline wishes that she was you all the time. Maybe in your dreams.

Cup of Yuck

I should have known better, but I couldn't resist. I came across a recipe for chocolate cake in a mug, made in just five minutes. Ella and I had high hopes for our cake in a mug and, as promised in the recipe, our little creation did come together in under five minutes. It looked good, it smelled good, and then we tasted it. Imagine biting into a warm, chocolate kitchen sponge and you have an idea of what our mug cake was like. It wasn't so much the taste as it was the texture, amazingly rubberlike. Ella immediately spit hers our and said, "this cake is AWFUL!!". The above picture was taken before we actually tasted what Ella is now calling "the cup of yuck".

Christmas Photo Rejects

My favorite is the one where Ella looks like a crazed lunatic. This is better than Christmas pictures in the past, where she usually looked drunk.

Talking Trash

I love McDonald's. I can't help it, the stuff is delicious. So we occasionally get Happy Meals. As, I'm sure you know, in addition to 4 delightful little chicken nuggets, apples and milk, you also get a toy with your Happy Meal. At our house the toys generally go to the the trash within 2 hours of having eaten the meal. These latest toys were no different, except that they talked. At the slightest little nudge the ugly little hippo shouted, "I don't think so!!" and the horrible penguin yelled, "progress report!" The girls didn't seem too interested in them when we got them, so when I cleaned up from lunch I threw the toys in the trash with the rest of it. All was well until I went to take the trash from the kitchen to the big trash can outside later in the day. As I lifted the bag from the can, the trash began to talk. With every move, the toys were screaming, "I don't think so!" and "progress report" over and over. At first I didn't think the girls noticed, but then Caroline started pointing at the trash and laughing. This immediately gets Ella's attention and suddenly she's whining, "Why did you throw away our toys!?!" So what do I do? Dig those stupid things out of the trash and throw them away later that night when the girls are asleep.

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