Probably The Dumbest Question I've Ever Asked

Why can't they just LISTEN?!

You know. Because two- and three-year-olds usually do. Deep breaths being taken.

Entertainment

You know what's really funny? Watching a two-year-old who refuses assistance try to put on a bathing suit over her head. Almost as funny is the way she pronounces bathing suit "babing soup." I'm just saying.

Strange Bedfellows

For the last four nights Rachel has gone to bed with an empty plastic Scooby Doo soap dispenser. Allow me to explain.

Dan's best friend has two daughters who are a few years older than our girls. Which means he also has several boxes of child-related randomness in his basement and so Dan occasionally comes home with a few surprises for the girls. Four nights ago it was a sparkly Ariel mermaid doll and said Scooby Doo soap dispenser.

Anna immediately went gaga over Ariel which meant that Rachel had to do the same. I swear I sometimes can't tell if Rachel even wants the stuff she asks for because she just immediately imitates Anna. A huge fight ensued and by the time we (and by "we" I mean Dan) had them calmed down they were "taking turns" by passing the doll back and forth every few minutes. Whoever didn't have current possession of Ariel got to hold Scooby. When Anna announced she wanted to take Ariel to bed with her, Rachel grabbed Scooby and demanded that she also get to sleep with a cold hard piece of plastic.

Aside from Rachel's blankey, my girls have never insisted on taking anything to bed with them. Anna never had an "attachment" item. As long as she had her thumb and a lock of hair to twirl she was good. On occasion when they really get into one particular doll or toy I even offer to let them take it to their rooms for nap or bedtime but they always decline. So it just surprised me that each child carefully tucked their respective toy under their blankets and tenderly curled up next to them. "Deere you go Gooby Doo," whispered Rachel.

Here's to hoping they soon find softer toys to sleep with.

Recent Gems

My favorite recent quotes from the girls:

Upon hearing that Grandma was on the phone Anna instructed me to "put her on speaker."

For the past few days whenever someone (ok, ME... and sometimes Anna) reprimands Rachel, she responds by wailing "You made Rachel cry!"

More Proof That Anna Is Daddy's Girl

A few mornings ago at the breakfast table Rachel sneezed. Anna was sitting quite close to her and she turned her head toward her little sister with a huge smile on her face. But instead of blessing her, she mocked the sound of the sneeze and then laughed. I turned to Dan who just laughed and immediately admitted that his DNA was responsible for that moment. Rachel of course just kept smiling. That girl is pure sunshine. Interestingly enough, no one is quite sure whose DNA is responsible for THAT.

Keeping Up With Dooce

I am a little late posting this but I am going to do it anyway because I really want to share this with those of you who haven't seen it yet. ABC's Nightline did a story on Dooce, otherwise known as Heather B. Armstrong, otherwise known as my favorite blogger ever. I fear I lack the words to fully describe the Dooce experience to you so if you aren't already reading this on a daily basis, you should click the link and get on over there and read like everything Heather has ever written because seriously she is just that awesome. Also, watch Heather on Nightline here. It's a heck of a lot better than the awkwardness that was Kathie Lee Gifford's Dooce interview the week prior.

Inside My Head

I recorded Sarah Jessica Parker's recent appearance on Inside the Actor's Studio and today while the girls napped I finally got to watch it. The interview inevitably turned to Sex & The City's wardrobe and Sarah Jessica discussed the show's designer Patricia Field.

SJP: She's so ins-
Me: -ane!
SJP: -pired.
Me: Oh.