I just logged on to upload a picture and looked up to see Shayla eating something. As breakfast was over an hour ago and the cookies we just finished baking and eating were long ago consumed, I decided to go investigate.
Shayla spit it out.
Hahaha... yeah right... she don't spit out something she's eating!
I do the finger swipe. And as I'm looking at the small white rubbery dot, trying to figure out what it is, Shayla grabs her foot and starts picking another of her sock grippies. The new tasty treat... who would have guessed!
And as blogger image upload is down for today I guess I'll just tell of a couple of kids do the darnedest things stories... cause that's who I hang out with all day and they do do the cutest things!
A couple of days ago the toy of choice at our house was the old cellphone... the one Corrine dropped in the toilet and then gave me to use... that we let Shayla play with. Yeah we're good parents. There had been squabbles over it all morning.
As I emerged from the bathroom I hear a squawk and then the thunder of little feet coming in my direction. Shayla breezes by me with the cellphone in her hand and a look of triumph on her face. She turns into her bedroom. I peek into the living room and see the other girls have seemed to forgot about the stolen cellphone and are happily playing with other toys. So I go peek in at Shayla, who has the cellphone tucked between her ear and shoulder. Her arm is sticking way up in the air to hold the cellphone in place and she is jabbering away while walking in a circle. Yeah she got it from her mama.
And then there's Megan. She was over for a visit the other day. Shayla has been very engrossed with my photo albums lately and Megan joined in one of the times she was sitting there looking through all the pictures for the 20th time that day. They were on Grampa's 60th birthday page and I joined them. Figuring Shayla was just sitting on the corner of the page I started to help turn the page.
Megan puts her hand over mine to hold it down and says,
Excuse me Aunty... I am trying to look at MY family!
Later that day we are sitting at the table and the kitty comes up and starts rubbing against Megan's bare feet. She of course starts to giggle and says,
Look Aunty, the kitty is licking my toes.
What do you think they taste like? I ask.
Sugar! Of course!
I suppose that is because girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice!