
Monday, November 2, 2009
The Little Princess :)

"Light. In there! Warm..."
Molly, Mama, and Daddy carved the first family pumpkin this year. It was so cute. Daddy and Molly scooping the pumpkin, Molly tracing the design, Daddy carefully guiding the knife as Molly made the delicate incisions of a future brain surgeon. The buttery smell of Mama's famous pumpkin seeds roasting in the oven... Pretty picture? Pure fiction. Molly wanted nothing to do with the "goop" in the pumpkin so Daddy had to do all the scooping. Actually, Molly wanted nothing to do with pumpkin carving all together so Daddy pretty much did it by himself why she played with her farm. And then Daddy cooked the pumpkin seeds... which were actually pretty good :). Yes, this segment is a Daddy pity party.
However, little Lash did like the matches which made the "little BABY fire" inside the pumpkin. She also loved going outside after dark to look at the glowing pumpkin, our neighbors electric bats, and the currently #1 object in Molly's life - the "Big MAMA moon" (read full moon... little lesson in Molly talk: small and large objects are either "little BABY" or "big MAMA"). Anyhow, Molly loves the moon and the stars right now and has to be taken out every night to look at them. Once outside, she commences to running around on the dark lawn yelling, "Jump over moon! Jump over moon! Big MAMA moon. Little BABY moon (crescent moon) at home having dinner. Big MAMA moon OUT. Moon and stars hiding during the daytime. Come OUT at night! Big MAMA moon. Jump over the moon..." And repeat...
The Princess Revisited
Actually, the funniest thing about the candy was that Molly has a book called "Little Pea" about a pea that is forced by his parents to eat candy, which he hates, so that he can have his favorite food for dessert - spinach. While the pea eats the candy he says stuff like "Pleh, Yuck, and Ugh." So here's Molly, walking down the street looking at her basket of candy going "Candy. Pleh. Yuck. Ugh." Meanwhile, Melissa and I are smiling at each other convinced that we have truly pulled one over on our young daughter. And maybe we have... at least for the time being.
One Tired Little Girl...
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