Bye Weeks Are So Soothing

No worries. Yuula trashed our bedroom while I was looking right over her head. She was obsessed with wrapping things in her woobie rocking them. Like shoes and the remote, weird stuff. So I let her, because it's an bye week.

I also let her choose her dinner. She said she wanted hotdog, pickles (read: olives), animal crackers, applesauce and ketchup. So she got it. Because it's a bye week. Guess what order she ate them in.

Then I let her stay up and watch a few extra cartoons tonight. She didn't take a nap today so I thought she might not last too long, and I was right. I left her there til Laura got home, so she could awe, and she did. Because it's a bye week.

Reviewing Daily Ridiculous

she will talk to you on the phone, but she'll probably lie

she likes football but thinks they are "too fast" and look "soft"

she uses a British accent when she asks for yogurt

she thought new batteries would fix the van's broken fuel door

her new favorite word is "delicious" and she uses it very generously

she takes personal responsibility for any and every thing that ever happens with an exuberant "I did it!"

she thinks olives are pickles but pickles are not olives

she goes thru her mother's jewelry on a daily basis, and Laura has no idea

I Love You Olive Yuula

She gets that from her mother....

thank goodness.