Yummy Medicine?

I looked out my kitchen window to see Liana giving Adam underdogs on the ropeswing, and hearing Adam scream his complaints... He isn't our daredevil. In fact, he's kind of a chicken when it comes to that kind of thing...

Anyway, the next thing I knew, Adam was coming inside telling me that Liana wouldn't stop pushing him when he asked, and that he was asking her to please stop but she wouldn't and blah, blah, blah.

I suggested that the next time she got on that swing to give her a dose of her own medicine.

"But, Mama," he said, "She likes that medicine."

Barbie and the Diamond Castle

A friend recently handed me an ad for a pair of Barbie dolls. Apparently, there is a new Barbie movie coming out. The two stars of the show are: Princess Liana and Princess Alexa! Can you believe it?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barbie_and_the_Diamond_Castle

(Sorry, don't know how to add links that work yet. Oh, Johhhhhhn!!)

By the way, we saw the dolls at the store, and while they were indeed beauties, they sing rather annoyingly, and they would never make it a day without Mama hiding them forever...

Crayola Craziness

I love school supplies. I love the smell of them. I love organizers for them. I love pencil boxes and pencils. And glue bottles. And neon erasers. And *washable* markers. And crayons that come with their own sharpeners. And folders with Cinderella on them, and notebooks with Spiderman.

And so, when Walmart had a sale this weekend, and the aisle was packed with other frenzied moms getting last minute needs for their new grade-schoolers, I caught the bug Bad. Well, I guess I must have. I didn't realize how glazed over and put-it-in-the-cart-ish I was until I hit the cash register.

The lady got half-way through checking me out, and then stopped suddenly and said, "Uh, this isn't for a tax exemption, is it?"

That's how many school supplies I bought.

It's a sickness I tell you.

(Might be headed back this afternoon... I forgot the sticky tack and scissors...)

Please send help.