First Zoo Day of the Season

I braved the day, and I took Mischief and Mayhem to the zoo today - by myself.  This is the first day we have gone this season because I have not been looking forward to taking on that task by myself.  However, the kids both behaved really well and had a lot of fun.

However, when we got home, Daddy asked how her trip to the zoo went, and Mischief said, "I don't want to tell you about it."  Still, several hours later, Mischief will not talk to her father about her day at the zoo.  Mischief talked to Grandpa tonight, and he asked her about her day at the zoo, and her response was, "I don't want to talk to you about it.  Goodbye."

Enough said...

Practice Egg

Mischief and I went to the farm today for a visit.  As we are walking around the farm, we see all sorts of animals, like horses, llamas, steers, peacocks, sheep, and many other birds.  The lady who owns the farm went into the aviary to collect eggs, and brought out an egg she has been getting that is very little and filled with only egg whites.

She gave this egg to Mischief and told her she could take it home.  Of course, Mischief is extremely excited to sit on her egg and hatch it.  So, I explained to her that this egg is one that hens lay to practice for when they lay real eggs.

We had to call Grandma on the way home to tell her about our practice egg, and Mischief held it for a long time.  When we got home, she had to surprise Daddy with her practice egg, that her brother immediately grabbed.

Pool Party

Mischief and Mayhem enjoy playing in their wading pool in the front yard.  It is a good bribe for hurrying through lunch - they are allowed to go outside and play in the pool.  I have decided that we need a bigger pool, as they can sit side by side, and that is all the movement they can do while both in the pool.  Mayhem is a large fan of holding the hose, while he fills the water.  He is also a huge fan of spraying his sister with the hose, because she runs away screaming that she does not like that.  He laughs maniacally. 

Today, Daddy came outside to take over at the pool because I had to leave, and Mischief says, "Well, hello, Daddy.  What brings you to the pool this fine day?"

Really?  Who taught the four year old to talk like a fifty year old?

Visit from Grandparents

Mischief and Mayhem had a fun visit with their grandparents on Sunday for Father's Day.  Mischief was very excited that her grandmother and father were coming, so she had been yelling at Sunday to hurry up and get here for four or five days.  When Sunday finally arrived, and her grandparents walked in the door, Mischief announces that her grandmother had rough skin.  She explained to her that Mischief had soft and smooth skin, and her grandmother had old, bumpy, wrinkly skin.

Leave it to a kid to point out the obvious!

Cat Scratch Fever!!!!!!!!

Yes, cat scratch fever is, in fact, a real disease.  Who knew?  We found out that cat scratch disease is not only a real disease, but is quite easy for young children to get when they do not know how to get out of the way of cats!

Poor Mayhem, at least he is not currently infected anymore!

Peer Pressure

I have been trying to talk Mayhem into doing stuff on his own, rather than going and picking him up to make him do something.  For example, I am trying to tell him to come here and lay down for a diaper change, rather than going, getting him, laying him down, and forcing him to lay still for a couple minutes.  This is not going well.  Today, my theory is to have Mischief go get him, ask him to hold hands, and she tells him to lay down.  Then, she puts her hands on his shoulders, gently lays him on the ground, and tells him to "Down, Stay."  He does everything she tells him to do!

Things are always easier for me when peer pressure is involved.

Mischief's New Best Friend

We had an open livestock show this weekend, and I had a gal come to watch Mischief and keep her occupied at the show.  I have officially been replaced.  When I told Mischief her plans for tomorrow, she says, "ok, if Konny can come!"  Then she informed me that I could leave her new home - the motor home in which she was sitting in. 

Who needs Mommy these days when they have Konny?