Henni had to have a time out this morning because she was devastated by the outfit Oliver chose this morning - so devastated that she tried tearing his clothes off him while at the same time shoving her choice of outfit at him. Imagine this insanity with Henni wearing a pink shirt with turquoise birds on it, "matched" with baby and royal blue striped shorts. And Oliver wearing his animal print pants under his blue sweatpants and his tie-dyed shirt.
Fast forward to this evening when Henni was sharing what she was carrying in her purse: keys, phone, daddy's credit card. What?! How did the pretend card become "daddy's credit card"?!
Then we move on to my friend Rocket. Oliver has been taking speech so as to aid him in his pronunciation. Oliver has made great strides, but there are a few words he just plain refuses to correctly pronounce - snake and snow, for example. This afternoon we were talking about snow and I suggested the correct pronunciation. His response: "Mommy, let's move past that." Really?!
Seriously, these two are hysterical. Even more hysterical are their conversations. I try to stick on the sidelines or in the other room when I hear them starting to chat. The ideas they come up with. The things Oliver gets Henni to do. And the things Henni gets Oliver to do. These two are thick as thieves. And then there is Charlie - when the two of them get Charlie involved, Davis and I have no hope, no chance.
Our grocery bill also has no hope. Henni has started consuming an obscene amount of food. While putting back more than her fair share she makes eating an extreme sport.
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| Note Henni's bag and baby - must have accessories |
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| No need go get your glasses, yes, he has combined camo with animal print |
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