Just Joking

Ella told her first real joke!! She made it up herself...and it was pretty funny...for a four year old.

We were having a race. Sophie came in dead last, but ran across the finish line with her arms triumphantly in the air, "I won!! I won!!"

Ella threw her arms up in the air, "I two! I three! I four!!"

Budding Beautician

Ella decided to play beauty shop...

...unfortunately it involved scissors...

...fortunately she managed not to get makeup and nail polish on anything except herself.

I found...

Sleeping Beauty on my couch.

I spent yesterday afternoon with these FUN girls.

Sophie the Nevernude*

*A little joke for all the "Arrested Development" fans out there (which can't be that many since the show was cancelled half way through the third season), but doesn't really apply to Sophie 'cause she really has no inhibitions about running around without her drawers. Guess I really just need a new title. I'll work on that...meanwhile...look at this...


This is a picture of my freshly bathed, dried, lotioned up Sophie, in her nice, clean, straight out of the dryer jammies, all ready for bed, who decided to climb back into the tub while my back was turned. Oh, and she decided to dump a whole brand new bottle of shampoo in the tub too.

All right, I got it. The title of this post is "my post of run on sentences."

Some things that made me smile this week.

Sophie's latest camera face.
Apparently, she can't tell the difference between stickers and barrettes.

A new favorite "reading" spot.

Ella singing "Eglantine, Eglantine, heart to the stars...destiny calls us the future is ours..."
(name that movie).

Making sure her friends are well hydrated.

Learning to do a headstand is a leotard and tights occasion.

No caption needed.

A Little Security

The blanket's gone everywhere with us today...

The dilly-dahle Chronicles

Chapter 1

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In which we learn that Sophie has a sixth sense.

Once upon a time there was fun little desert dwelling family. The dad's name was Jacob. He liked folk dancing, the Jason Bourne movies, and new toothbrushes. He didn't like socks with holes, strawberries, or Radioshack batteries. Heather was the mom. She liked chewing gum, freshly cut grass, and the smell of little babies right after bathtime. She didn't like peas, going to the pharmacy, or the smell of lilac scented candles. There was also a girl named Ella. She liked Sleeping Beauty, books, and riding buses. She didn't like Alfredo sauce, getting her face wet, or smoky fires. And there was a little girl named Sophie. She didn't like burritos, wearing shoes, or being left behind. She did like horses, climbing, and most importantly, sweets.

She loved any kind of sweets... candy, chocolate, cookies...and in her short 19 months of life, she had developed an uncanny ability to detect the presence of sugar in any room. It started with the ability to distinguish the sound of a candy wrapper being opened, and developed to the point that she could detect treats, in any room even if it was wrapped up and out of sight. Her acute skills were so well-honed that her parents couldn't even sneak a piece of chocolate behind her back. It was as though she could sense their intentions before they even got the chocolate out. She would run to them with one arm outstretched, the other hadn't signing "please," a look of anticipation in her eyes, saying "Me. Me. Me." Most of the time it was a great stress to her parents, in particular her mom (the dietitian), who wanted to make sure that she didn't eat too many sweets. However, her sixth sense came in handy when the family was searching for buried chocolate treasure!