With the illness that’s been circulating in our casa the past month (I’m about to start another round of antibiotics for my sinus infection and I’m still working on a cough, plus Mallory’s been hacking for a couple of weeks), it’s no wonder that both kids have been coughing really badly the past few days.
Last night was the worst – Mallory sounded HORRIBLE and I almost thought she was going to throw up from coughing so bad (I almost took her to the ER), and Carson has a little barking cough too. So both kids got in with the doctor …
Category: Mallory
Punky Mallory
What happens when you take a cute hairdo…
add in a cute dress…
and some leggings…
and some Santa socks?
You end up with this stunning outfit!
But before you can leave the house, you need some brown polka-dot shoes…
We try to pick our battles around here, so this is what happens when you tell her she can wear whatever she wants but it has to have pants and socks.
More brainwashing
I know everyone thinks we are brainwashing our kids, what with all the GO BLUE-ing and MICHIGAN-ing and BOO “insert whoever is next on the schedule”-ing that goes on around here.
But this takes the cake.
Rick’s usual shirt of choice (on workdays anyway) is a dark blue adidas shirt with the block M. But since Michigan had a game on September 11, adidas put out a special issue of the shirt, with the stars & stripes filling in the block M, instead of just a solid yellow block M.
Well, tonight at dinner, Mallory pointed to the flag-filled block M and …
“When I get big…”
Mallory just told me that when she gets big, and I get small*, she is going to get a pink computer, and have two girl kids, and two girl babies, and two girl doggies and one boy dad (husband).
*She says this a lot – that I’ll get small when she gets big. It’s pretty funny logic.
And then she asked me if before I went to kindergarten and before I went to “grades” (I’m guessing that means 1st grade, 2nd grade, etc), if I went to preschool, to HER preschool.
You know how they have those live chats where …
My silly offspring
Remember how I wrote a few weeks ago about how hard it’s getting to get a good normal picture of my kids together?
Here’s another example of what happens when I ask them to sit nicely for me.
Watch it! Watch it!
We are getting ready to watch the Michigan-Indiana game and ESPNU was running a little promo. Denard had a quick spot (like two seconds) and Mallory yelled that she just saw Denard. I asked where and she said “you have to get the gamote (remote) to see it”. I backed it up a bit and she started to say “watch it! watch it!” and when Denard ran across the screen, she looked at me with a big grin.
Dance it up!
The kids and I got new music this week, courtesy of Miss Header.
Enjoy.
(And yes I realize that the song from the second video needs to come out of the rotation for the kids…Mallory learns songs too quickly for me to allow her to get this one in her head, even though the bad word is sort of rubbed out.)
Bowling Green is a bad team
Another nasty rainy cold windy day of tailgating…must be Michigan in September.
It only looks like I’m drinking a bloody mary in this picture, but I promise I’m just holding my mom’s drink while she took our picture.
The funniest thing about this day – Mallory was about to head back into the van – it was freezing, by the way – when she spotted her cousin Lauren about five tailgates away with Gigi. Mallory was in the middle of telling me “I’m going in the van, I’m cold…WAIT – WHAT IS LAUREN EATING???” and Mallory took off …
New goal
So, my new goal is to try to post a quick update during my lunch break every day. We’ll see how I do.
I owe you a big Mallory update but that will take me longer than my 30-minute break.
I’ve been battling a heck of a cold, going on three weeks now. Started with some laryngitis and a mild cough right after Labor Day (probably thanks to the cold weather & wind from the first tailgate) – and then I went to the game in South Bend and didn’t rest like I should, so I started to get a …
Pumpkin Cuteness
The weather was spectacular this week so I dragged the kids off to the pumpkin place by our house. I’m realizing that it’s harder to take pictures of my own kids that it is other people’s kids, at least when I have a specific thing I’m trying to accomplish…like a cute picture of my kids TOGETHER sitting with the pumpkins. Carson is at the age where he wants to do EVERYTHING his sister does, so if I want Mallory to sit on the side of the pumpkins, and want to have Carson stand next to her – Carson gives me …