3-29-11

Ella was busy explaining to me that I'm really, really old. When I asked her how many years old I am, she said, "At least a hundred years. Maybe more. You're the oldest person I know." Hmmmm... shall I laugh? Or cry?

3-28-11

In the midst of an enormous meltdown temper tantrum while riding in the car, Ella said to me, "I command you to turn here right this very instant!" It took every ounce of my might not to laugh... OR beat her.

3-24-11

I took Ella and Macey to the craft store this afternoon. We were there for at least 30 minutes. There were no tears. There was no screaming. There were only nice hands and quiet voices. Next, I fully expect to see Satan prancing around in a parka, pigs with angel wings, or unicorns knocking on my door to sell me magazines.

3-17-11

Ella has been struggling to figure out how to put her panties back on for the last 20 minutes. One half of me is hysterically laughing at the "Three Stooges"-ness of it all. The other half of me is having a hard time watching without helping. But, she's gotta figure it out for herself. *sigh* and *BWWWAHAHHAAAA*

3-7-11

Ella and Charlie's internal clocks are clearly broken. They were both up at 2:45 am. And for this reason, MY internal clock is a bit resentful.