Mama, I get so much loving from you.
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Izzy just woke and started rambling: how can I walk like a t-rex? I don’t want to eat a bush. Bear claws are bad for your health. Let’s get up now! You’re not getting up! You’re texting!
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I: where’s my cupcake?
W: where are your manners?
I: in my throat.
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I: I’m not happy.
W: Why not?
I: I’m going to be cranky tomorrow.
W: Thanks for the warning.
20 minutes later, she barfed. And barfed. And barfed. After a nice warm bath, a thorough toothbrushing and clean PJs…
I: I feel so much better now. I’m back to normal!
Izzy: the queen of hearts is mad and bad!
Wendy: yes, she is, and how did you know that? (i was surprised when she said that because we haven’t seen or read the story of Alice in Wonderland yet)
Izzy: because I have a big brain inside of my head.
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Izzy: will you marry me?
Wendy: I’m already married to your dada.
I: that’s okay. You can marry me too.
W: what do you think it means to be married?
I: it means we will always love each other and take care of each other.
W: yes, Isadora. I will marry you.
I: thank you mommy. I will take care of you when I grow up and you get older.
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W: What is Murky thinking about?
I: she’s thinking she wants to play with daddy. And she wants him to hug and kiss her.
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I: I love you the most
M: that’s not very nice to say
I: well I only love mommy just a little.
Later…
I: mommy, I was just joking.
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I am so tired, I could sleep on a whole cow!
It’s been a while since I’ve planned meals. See as weave our Costco and Trader Joes runs, I better get my list together so I don’t forget what I have on hand.
Sunday: Baked pasta with spinach and turkey
Monday: Greek chicken, gigantes and salad. I might also sautéed some mushroooms
Tuesday: dinner at Golden Era with Mitch’s friend and his family
Wednesday: Fish nuggets, mac n cheese and peas
Thursday: Don Ramon’s (hope to see you there!)
Friday: baked eggs and tortillas
Saturday: maybe I’ll make some soup. It’s been a while since I’ve made it from scratch.