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No, this is not a blog about candy wrappers and wedding favors...maybe it should be, but instead it is a blog about my daily adventures with the kids, the inspiration behind Timeless Tales and the desire to stay at home and see their many adventures.

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Saturday, June 21, 2008

Ainsley Toonsly is Extremely Upset

My 3 year old has taken on a new personality. Ainsley Toonsly.

It happened yesterday when we were playing outside. They were playing school and Megan aka Ainsley was dropped off at my school. When I asked her what her name was she mumbled something "ansily dansily" or "amily todely" or something like this and then I deciphered Ainsely Toonsly?? And her eyes lit up. "Yes, I'm Ainsely Toonsly" and she was.

Ainsely Toonsly went to dinner with us last night. She did a fabulous job eating her meal although she was partially distracted by making fork prints into the menu cover when we first arrived...but then Ainsely Toonsly is a curious sort, so I expect antics like this are quite common. But she found her soup to be quite delicious and enjoyed dipping her crab ragoon into the soup like a sauce and told everyone to try it.

And then suddenly Ainsley disappeared. "Now I am Megan".

So today we were out and about with Megan, but once we started playing it happened again. "My name is changing" she said. I waited for the transformation to occur. "Oh really, who are you today?" "I am Ainsley Toonsly and I am Extremely Upset". Why I inquired.

It seems that Ainsley has many children who are very naughty and she was "extremely" mad at them, but then she was "extremely" happy and not so mad any more. It seems that she is just being "extremely" extreme today as it is a fun new word to say.

I also do believe it may have been Miss Toonsly who came up to me the other day when driving her Barbie car. She said "That was terrible!" Me: "What was terrible?" Her: "My driving, it was just terrible...this is not the car I choosed and its just terrible". In fact she was right, her sister picked out the 2 seater while she wanted the single seat, which would have been too small.

I do believe Ainsly has quite an extensive vocabulary for a 3 year old.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

A Golden Summer??

The first week my kids were out of their MDO program I was apprehensive, but happy. It was the first time in a long time I would have both my 3 and 5 year old home with me for an extended period of time without any type of school program to break up the day. The first week we enjoyed lazy mornings, playing in the water on our upstairs deck, playdates with neighbor kids across the street, and a carefree attitude without overplanning and scheduling. I thought with some sentiment how sad it was really that my 5 year old had always been in some sort of preschool program because I didn't think I could handle entertaining her all the time. And now here it is the summer before her first year of "real" school and for the first time I am appreciating that maybe all we needed was an opportunity to have more free time together, to play and explore and enjoy the time.

But that was the first week.

The second week they did Vacation Bible School for half days which sort of took the happy go luck mornings away and made the rest of the day seem like a downer. They were so hyped from the excitement of the morning and didn't know what to do in the afternoons. So I was excited about the 3rd week when we would get back the mornings and hopefully get back the lazy days of summer attitude.

Week 3. My head hurts...

This week we went to the kid free movie event at the theater, went swimming with friends, ate lunch at McDonalds, worked out in the yard, spent countless hours sitting outside so the kids could ride their Barbie car, went shopping and still an air of boredom looms. Oh we also went to the doctor and I'm wondering how many trips to the doctor are ahead of us this summer. I have a hypochondriac and a wannabe. Daughter number one says her "leg hurts" and daughter number 2 says her "foot hurts". So to raise the anti, daughter number one stubs her toe (not sure if it was on purpose or not) and almost breaks it justifying sitting on the house with her leg elevated and asking me every 2 seconds "is it turning purple or black mommy?" and in return daughter number 2 is sitting on the couch this morning with a terrible headache (she is 3) "I think I drank my juice too fast". The doctors visit earlier this week was from a "My ear really, really hurts mommy!!" episode that unfortunately I can neither confirm or deny from an outside view.

Lets hope week 4 is a little less adventurous...

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