9-14-11

On the way to preschool, Ella was trying to convince me that she should wear her new jean jacket for school pictures this afternoon. I (dumbly) protested, explaining that she's going to get hot, that we won't be able to see her pretty dress under that jacket, etc.; but that if she wants to wear it, that's her choice (at least it matches.) She then proceeded to channel Christian Siriano with a bitchy look and said, "Mom, it's all about my fashion. You just don't understand."

9-16-11

Ella is watching The Lawrence Welk show. She is IN LOVE with everything about it. The beautiful singing! The lively band! The man dressed up as an astronaut, tap dancing on the moon! (Yes. Really.)


And now, there is a woman singing Memories in a rose colored glittertastic full length gown. Memories.... light the corners of my miiiiiind.... This show never fails to disappoint or dazzle.

9-18-11

We're in the car, and Ella is singing the same short made up song over and over and over again. Carter asked her to stop. Ella proclaims, "Carter, stop blocking my genius!" Gah. Wish that kid had some confidence.

9-20-11

I accidentally interrupted Ella today. Her very snooty patootie response: "Well, MOTHER, as I was SAYING." Cripes.

9-21-11

Parenting lesson of the day: when Ella says, "What does this button do?" you should panic a little.

9-26-11

Ella has just requested a moronica. BWWWAAAAAHAAAAA....

10-3-11

On the way home from preschool, Ella was talking about adding and subtracting numbers. She yelled out, "Momma, I LOVE math!" Ummmm... this geektastic mom is JAZZED to have another math nerd in the house! *squeal*

10-4-11

Apparently, it's a morning of interpretive dance. Eating Fruit Loops? Let's create a dance about it! Reading Fancy Nancy? Let's dance about that, too! Folding and putting away the laundry? Well... DUH. DANCE, crazy pants!

10-7-11

Just overheard from Ella's mouth: "Carter, I can SMELL. YOU. FIBBING."

10-9-11

Ella is playing Wii. "Sorry, dude. You're going DOOOOOOWN."

10-14-11

Things you never want to have happen during a business conference call: "*insert bloody murder screaming here* I'm sorry. Do you mind holding for just a moment? *insert muffled threatening with the addition of evil mommy eyes* We're having a Barbie emergency on this end. I apologize. Please go on." Thank goodness for understanding clients. :/

10-16-11

Ella has just agreed to be Pebbles Flintstone for Halloween. I have a strong feeling that the cuteness level up in here is going to be OUT. OF. CONTROL.

10-21-11

On Sesame Street this morning, the word on the street is "embarrassed." Even after lots of explaining, Ella did not understand the concept at all. Somehow, I'm not surprised by this.

10-22-11

At this very moment, Ella and I are in the Target bathroom. She is explaining to me (and everyone within earshot) about how you poop. And grunting for dramatic effect. And counting her turds. I do NOT want to come out of this stall and face the women I can hear laughing.

10-31-11

Ella the cave girl went trick or treating tonight and decided to chat up every single adult that answered the door. "Your deck is creeeeepy." "Dude, you have a lot of stairs!" "You have numbers on your house, kinda like a car." "Two pieces? You are AMAAAAAZING!" HIL. AR. IOUS.

11-5-11

‎"I LOOOOOOOOVE my nipples!" Always a good way to start a dinner conversation. Thanks, Ella Noel, for always keeping things interesting.

11-10-11

Ella's decided that her name is now Ella Noel Bugpuff. At least it's fun to say.

11-12-11

A few moments ago, in a crazy whirl of an Irish jig, Ella proclaimed, "I just gotta keep dancing!" Yes, sweet girl... always keep dancing.

11-14-11

Ella is downstairs with the big kids. I just heard her yell, "You guys are driving me CRAZY... just like my mom."

11-15-11

I'm not one who believes in banning/burning books. However, I believe I've come up with an exception. Ella came home from school with Barbie: A Fairy Secret. It involves ridiculous jealousy, tricking someone into marrying the wrong person, and takes place in the fairy world of GLOSS ANGELES. I swear, I could barely get through the book without throwing up. It reminded me of a Jerry Springer version of Barbie. All that was missing was a paternity test.

11-18-11

What I just heard Ella say to the big kids: "You people are breaking (pause) my (pause) HEART."

11-28-11

Ella runs like Phoebe Buffay from Friends. I fully expect her to break out into a rousing rendition of Smelly Cat any minute.

12-2-11

I'm currently having some problems with my work email. Ella asked me what was the matter. I explained (in 4 yr. old terms.) In response, with her hand on her hip, "Mom, when I have problems with my email, I just don't email any more. I mean... it's ridiculous. Crazy email acting up and stuff. Geesh." And then she walked away. *snort*

12-7-11

As I put Ella's sneakers on for preschool: "Momma, I can NOT wear my fast shoes to preschool. I just can't control the running power!" I guess we're now in the market for S-L-O-W sneakers.

12-14-11

So help me, I will never EVER tire of hearing a 4 year old sing Christmas carols often, enthusiastically, and usually off key. *soaking in every single minute of it*


I lurve you, Ella Bella Cinderella.