Now I Believe in Magic....and Moments with Maggie

Oh, I believe in Magic

You see that?

EXACTLY

That VOID of color, of red artwork is a BEAUTIFUL thing my friends.

THAT would be a WHITE door, no painting required.

Which makes me:

Happy!

And keeps this guys bum bum safe from a smack smack!

hee hee

HOORAY FOR THE MAGIC ERASER!!!

It really is MAGIC.

So thank you all for your suggestions.

And bi-polar...you should look into it.

Add a little water, a littler elbow grease, and we're good to go.

Ok, won't lie.....the floor scribbles are still just that.  The eraser did not remove those.  So, any other suggestions for the vinyl?

Alright, now I have some funny Maggie moments.

Yesterday morning while I was getting ready (or perhaps sitting on the throne, you decide) Max and Maggie were playing in the bathroom, going in and out the door.

One particular time Maggie went out and Max took it upon himself to lock the door.

Screaming and crying and SCREAMING ensued.  Maggie was beside herself that Max would lock her out.  She DEMANDED that he open the door this instant.

He really was trying to unlock it, bu couldn't quite figure it out.

Then she was kicking the door and yelling.
I in turn was yelling back that kicking wasn't solving anything, and Max was trying, and if she kicked the door again so help me she was gonna get a something.

JUST in the knick of time he got it unlocked.  Proudly proclaiming.."I did it, I DID it."

The door opened, a wild eyed Maggie standing there looks at Max and says.

"Max, MAX why did you do that?"

Then she puts her hands on his shoulders lowers her face to his and says

"Max, TALK TO ME!"  "WHY did you lock that door?"

Then she kneels on the ground in front of him, hands still on his shoulders and continues to repremand him and demand answers.

Of course he had nothing to say, though I'm sure his inner dialogue went a little something like this:

"Srsly Maggie, you should CHILL out.  It was an assident!  Gotta go play...what? are you STILL talking to me?"

Of course all was well soon enough and they were back on their merry playing way.

And I got a good morning chuckle.

Lately, she will NOT go to bed without yelling out,

"Mommy, I forgot to tell you a secret."

I come back, she insists it must be IN MY EAR.

I lean down, she waits and then says in a whisper

"Ummmm, I LOVE YOU."

Then I get to tell her I love her back.

Then Max pipes up from his crib....

"I secret, I secret."

So, I lean my ear over the side of the crib, and he whispers up

"your ear"

I smile, say I love him too and leave.

I LOVE THOSE MOMENTS

This afternoon on our way home from picking Maggie up from preschool, Max did something and Maggie, laughing, said:

"Max you are di-larious"

I asked her..."what did you just say?"

And she repeated...
"Max is DI-LARIOUS" hahaha (meaning hilarious, which I thought truly WAS hilarious)

We've had to resort to bribery for Maggie to wipe her butt, as she thinks it's completely unnecessary and beneath her.

So, we have "potty gum".  If she actually wipes after peeing, or allows me to wipe her after # 2 then she gets "potty gum."

So she will proudly come out from the bathroom and say

"okayyyyy, I wiped, now give me some potty gum."

OR

She'll yell from the bathroom...

"I just made a HUUUGE poop, come and see it Mommy, it's HUGE!"

Who couldn't be proud of THAT?

Last night I was kissing her goodnight and she pulled her head back and said

"You're lips are GROSS."

I asked why.

She said

"They're just GROSS Mommy."

Well that sucks!

These days when I pick her up from school and ask what she did, her immediate response is

"NUFFING, I didn't do anyfing!"

OR

I had a little snack and I played.

So today when I picked her up, she was rather dirty.

I noted her messed up look and said, Maggie, how'd you get so dirty.

She seriously, in the most annoyed, teenagery way said

"I PLAYED."

Like I was the stupidest woman EVER for asking such an obvious question.

My bad!

Wanna know what doesn't suck.....

Having a totally funny, smart, sassy 3 year old that keeps me on my toes ALL DAY every day!  She is trying, that is for sure.  But, she also tells me a WHOLE lot that she loves me, and that I'm her best friend.  And those times make up for the sass.

White doors and silly girls,

Allyson