Thursday, May 19, 2016

Bow down, throw down

I don't think it's news to anyone that she's the BOSS of me.  Not only me but she's the boss of everyone in this house.  From the time she yells "mama" from her bed upstairs she's tellin me what to do and you bet I'm doing it!  "Mama, i ona get OUT" then she says, "Mama, ead butch (read book)" and I do that too!  Then we walk to the stairs and although she's fully capable of walking down the stairs alone, she demands to be held walking downstairs in the mornings. "Mama, I ona hold you!"  She goes straight to her chair and wants to sit.  She will sometimes sit there for over an hour.  She LOVES her highchair.  She then says "Mama, I ont some ILK!" So I jump right on it like a short order cook at the Waffle House.

Then we get dressed and on Wednesdays we have bible study.  Well, she goes to play with her freeeeends, and I go to bible study.  Before leaving the house, we need a snack.  usually fruit snacks, picked out by her and placed in her purse.  

Last week, she had her fruit snacks on the way to bible study like usual.  She then got her diaper bag and dug through it and found another fruit snacks and asked to open it.  I told her she could have it at lunch in her class.  She asked again several times and I proceeded to ignore the request.  Then we got out to go inside with her still insisting.  She asked to walk and held my hand with the fruit snacks in the other hand.  She was still asking me to open them.  Once we walked into the foyer at church she got in front of me and pleaded for me to open the fruit snacks.  I told her again that she could have them in her class at lunch time.  Well, that didn't sit well with her.  After all, she IS the boss of me!  She stopped and wasn't moving another muscle.  Luckily there was a bench nearby so I got comfortable and proceeded to watch this dramatic display unfold before my eyes.  Boy, let me assure you, it was NOT disappointing.  It was one of her better performances if you ask me.  First she threw the fruit snacks down.  Next, our vintage stuffy Big Bird from Sesame Street got the boot.  And finally, she jerked that 5 inch gross-grain ribbon out of her hair and tossed it to the ground to show me she means business.  The BOW is DOWN.  She then proceeded to slap her own face repeatedly in the dramatic finale.  It was quite an act!  I sat in awe that my baby could put on such a display.  You see, something awesome and terrible happened in February.  She turned TWO!  Now, these types of productions happen fairly often.  Not always to the bow throwing proportions but you KNOW when the bow comes off it's like when you're momma calls your middle name.  IT.  IS. ON!
Luckily they are usually short lived and after the drama is completed, we can go about our merry way with her bossing me and me allowing it (to some degree).  For the record though, I did NOT open those fruit snacks.  I let her think she's the boss sometimes but I like to win!

If you're ever had kids, I'm sure you've also had a 2 year old BOSS and you know sometimes they are the best but sometimes they are the absolute WORST!  

Rodeo is back again!

In March, Rodeo Houston was back again!  We always try to take advantage of this prime people watching opportunity but last year we really got into the "rodeo" part since Jason and I got tickets to see the actual reason this whole hoopla exists.  This year, we knew we wanted to take the kids.  The bull riding, bucking broncos and the rodeo clowns were not to be missed.  Then there was the calf scramble and the big time mutton bustin' that we knew they would love.  We got to see it TWICE this year too!  We finally figured out that the concert and the rodeo are kinda one in the same, you go see the rodeo and there's a little concert afterwards.  This year we saw Kenny Chesney and Keith Urban play.  It was the kids first real "concert" so that was pretty cool too.  They all liked the rodeo best, just as we thought.  Even Lillian got to hang for the concerts.

It was spring break week so Dad got to join us at the Rodeo again, he's become a regular rodeo Houston visitor with us!  I think he just comes for the fried corn dogs!

The giant Ferris wheel is always a favorite ride.  I'll admit, my fear of heights increases as i get holder.  I held Lillian a little tighter at the top of that thing while she leaned over to ooooh, and Ahhhh at the carnival below.

We all kinda love this guy!
But sister loves her paw-paw more than most!  They talk on the phone nearly every single day.  They share their love of chocolate, ice cream and pistachios!

This girl must have felt famous as she had an entire entourage waving and smiling at her every single go around the carousel!

The obligatory giant BEEF rib.  We are anti-turkey leg so this was the next best thing.  You know, the protein before we consumed 2 fried oreos and a fried smores!

The boys love the fun house. I usually think they are boring and silly but they always want to do one.  I think it's their dad in them!

That wide-eyed look says it's way past my bedtime and the concert hasn't even started yet!!

Hat's off to my parents for bringing me to a concert at two years old, letting me stay up way too late, AND bringing my favorite paci along to keep me happy!

So the first go at the Rodeo, we missed the mutton bustin', we got there too late, it was already full and we had a SUPER sad 6 year old on our hands.  I promised him if there was a riding that sheepny way possible, i would stand in line and make sure he got to do it on Sunday when we returned.  He had been practicing since EARLY that morning, even scaled our 9ft backyard fence to practice.  He was wearing his boots before we even ate breakfast!  So, on Sunday, I literally RAN to the tent to get in line for him and it paid off.  Only about 30 minutes later, I had him a spot!

He did pretty well and was proud of his medal.  

Then we got on as many rides as possible before the rodeo started.

Another Rodeo Houston is in the books!  We had a great time bringing the kids, until next year...Yee'haw!