If you know Luna and StarGirl, you know they're nothing if not interesting. Their personalities are different, quirky, funny, loud, big, unique but none of these words really capture their essence. Here's some examples from our typical morning (all examples from this actual morning) that are keeping those two girls on my mind.
Luna walks by a Valentines day 3-d penguin art project that StarGirla made in school (Luna made one, too). Luna says to StarGirl: "Why is his beak open so big? It's too high. And his eyes are set low and far apart. It makes him look lonely, like he's lost" She proceeds to make all sorts of sad, moaning "penguin" sounds. Then she says, "That reminds me of Chewbacca." She makes a brief but extra loud Chewy "WHAAAAAA".
StarGirl shrugs a reply, "I dunno. He got smashed in my back pack."
5 minutes later. . .
I don't have enough food to give StarGirl for her lunch. This is because she is picky and doesn't like most food. She finds most food common and unpleasant. I spotted a bright pink cupcake on the counter my visiting teacher brought over late last night and suggested she eat that for her dessert.
She looks skeptical."What kind is it?"
"Vanilla," I reply with confidence. Who doesn't like vanilla?
"I don't like vanilla cupcakes." Okay, so apparently StarGirl doesn't.
I try to convince her that vanilla cupcakes are good. "What don't you like about vanilla?" I ask.
"They just have no flavor," is her unimpassioned response.
I make appetizing gestures to the cupcake and point out the thickly piled pink frosting that's even been piped on with a star tip.
She looks disdainfully at me and the cupcake and replies, "I'm just really not a frosting girl."
Another 5 minutes has passed. . .
Luna was out of the room for a minute and then suddenly she was back. Back with a message: "I have a message for all you girls out there. Especially the boys."
I am processing this. All you girls, especially the boys? Is she going to quote again from one of those "Way Side School" Books? What is she meaning?
Then she said so quickly "La la la la la la Blah Blah la la Blah Blah La La Blah Blah." It was too fast and strung together for my brain to process instantly. But she didn't have to repeat it for my brain to unscramble the words from the sounds a second later:
"Ifyousprinklewhenyoutinklebeasweetiewipetheseattie"
She spun around on her heel and walked back out.
I am laughing to myself. Where does she get this? I have never said that phrase before--but Nancy can attest that I need to start!!! I could do an entire post on this unfortunate issue, but I'm trying to keep the blog real but still within good taste so no post on this issue for now. I'll stick with mother shaking her head at the 'tweens.
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Funny girls. I'm not sure I can do the 'tween years with my girls.
As for the toilet seat cleaning here is my story. Seth went to go play at a girls house in a family with no boys. When I picked him up the mom asked me if he wasn't potty trained because apparently he made a big mess while peeing. I was mortified. We came home and he received a big lecture about peeing in the toilet not on or around it. I threatened to never allow him to leave the house again and I have to say that his aim has been much improved since that discussion.
Loved that you shared your girl's exchange on the penguin. I sometimes look at my own family and think, we all share DNA and were raised under the same roof, but we come away with our own unique traits. Twins are fascinating aren't they. ( Good little jingle to teach my boys too)
Oh, and I loved that book about the Ronald and Nancy Reagen too!
LOVE IT. Those girls are absolutely lovely!
...as for your "sprinkled seatie", ask them to sit down. Works for us!
;o)
I think they seem extra tweeny because everything is times 2, at the same time. They are funny. Here's my pee story from yesterday: I offered to babysit for two friends at the same time= four extra boys at my house. One peed his pants, got some new underwear and sweatpants, had that all taken care of. 20 minutes later, one pooped his pants in a major way= whole thing of wipes, and a bath later, one more pair of underpants and sweatpants, and I'm done! No more babysitting! I felt like I had to totally disinfect and clean my bathroom after. I am so glad that my kids did not have issues in these areas! I hate cleaning up poop! Sorry just had to vent.
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