CURSE YOU, TEACHER CORRINE!!

I've mentioned in previous posts some of the funny things the girls have said or done lately. (Like the other day when Mo said, "Thanks, Old Lady!" in reference to me.) But this next instance is all Teacher Corrine's fault and we give her full blame and want her to know she is on our list!!

Teacher Corrine is a bundle of energy who has taught me a lot and continues to teach me, Mo and Oak something every week at class. But why this, Corrine? Why?!?

Class starts with a circle time and we greet every child with a "Hello" song. That's where trouble begins. Now that's all we hear from Oak. Seriously, that's all we hear;

"Hello Morgan. Hello Morgan. Hello Morgan. We're-glad-you're-Morgan-today! HEY!!"

That's not the real song, but it's close and it's Oak's version. I put dashes in the last line because it's all kind of one word slurred together when she sings it. It's cute the first 500 times it's sung, but now? Not so cute!!!

"Hello Babe. Hello Babe. Hello Babe. We're-glad-you're-Morgan-today. HEY!" Yes, it's the same last line most of the time. Like when she sings...

On the way to B's school; "Hello choo-choo train. Hello choo-choo train..."

The phone rings; "Hello Papa. Hello Papa..."

She's watching Mickey Mouse; "Hello Goofy. Hello Goofy..."

She goes potty; "Good-bye poop. Good-bye poop. Good-bye poop. I'm glad you're flushed today! HEY!!" (I had to let you know the ending of that song. Wouldn't want to leave you hangin' with such a deep topic...)

So, Corrine, we love you! We are so glad you are our teacher. We can't wait for Tuesdays to come, but WE HATE THIS SONG!!!

A side note to Corrine... this song is right there on the yuck list with Pokey Bear. That's how sick of it we are!

My goofy girls

Thought I would just share a few things about my little ladies! I love having these 2 around so much. I will admit, there are days that I think, "Seriously? Can I handle this?" For instance, they are going through the potty training routine... I've wiped enough butts these past few weeks that I'm sick of it!! I guess it doesn't help that I've always worked with children either potty training or in diapers, and of course Alex's J-Lo needs some added attention from me when the dooty has been done. Like I said, enough butts!!

N has returned since having heart surgery. And the girls are delighted! They are constantly wanting to hold her, touch her, take care of her. This is a picture of Oak 'feeding her pizza.' It was cute because Oak would make num-num noises and eventually N started doing them whenever something was placed by her mouth.

We make a lot of huts to play in while they are here. I have to laugh because I've been a mom for 25 years, a pre-school teacher for 30 years and I am just now figuring out the secret to making a hut! (Use a fitted sheet to wrap around the tops of chairs. It doesn't fall down!) But obviously the sheet I used this day needed a bit more Bounce in the dryer!

And then there's these special moments; Our neighbor the other day had a pipe break. After the city fixed it they placed these cones out. I didn't think anything about it until we walked out the other day and she said, "Look, Nanny! Frank Frank has giant carrots in his yard!" Ha! Giant carrots. Oh, and Frank Frank is what Alex calls our neighbor Frank, and now our whole family calls him that. Even my dad calls him that! So here's a pic of the girls pretending to eat the giant carrots, which is what they do every time we walk past.

When Oak was really small, she just stared at you. Actually she just stared straight through you. So, TJ and I would say, "This special moment brought to you by..."

When I took this picture, that was the captioning I first thought of.

I'm very lucky to be a part of all of these special moments.