Ivy's Quote of the Day

"After four I'm gonna be five, and after five I'm gonna be six, and after six I'm gonna be seven and that's big enough to drive the car."

An Election Story

In honor of the election today, I wanted to share a conversation Ivy and I had sometime last week.  It started with me asking if they had talked about the president at all in school.  She said they hadn't, so I started to try to explain a little.

Me: The president is the person who is in charge of the whole country.

Ivy: I call Daddy president sometimes.

Me: I bet he likes that!  On Tuesday, we get to vote for who we think should be president.  Do you want to come with me so you can see how it works?

Ivy: Sure.  I know who I am going to vote for!

Me: Honey, you have to be 18 to vote.  Only grown ups can vote.

Ivy: Okay, I know who I would vote for.  Some one who starts with a "buh" "buh" B

Me: BARACK OBAMA??  (thinking: "YES! I am raising her right!!")

Ivy: No!  Brandi (this kills me that she still talks about Brandi so much)

Me: Oh, there are really only two people we get to pick from, Barack Obama or John McCain

Ivy: JOHN MCCAIN!

Me: (Insert internal screaming here)

Ivy: I like his name.  J is my favorite letter.

This, people, is what is wrong with America today.  I don't doubt there WILL be people voting based on what letter they like, or that Obama is young, or that McCain was a POW.  Take a look at the issues and make your own decision.

Did YOU vote today?

What?

I was reading through the Halloween post and noticed that I mentioned Jamaica.  So I scrolled down to re-read the post about vacation.  Huh what huh?  There isn't one!  That is SO on my list of things to post about this month. 

I wasn't going to mention it for fear of jinxing myself, but it's National Blog Posting Month.  I tried this whole "post a day" thing last year and I believe I made it to November 3rd.  So this year, I am NOT posting every day for NaBloPoMo.  I am just posting "more."  Not a very specific goal for myself, but one that I am already doing quite well on, thankyouverymuch.  In fact, I already have a post written for TOMORROW.  How's that for being on top of things?  So, my five faithful readers, keep checking back.  This month will be way more productive than previous months.  I hope.  

More Wedding Goodness

I feel like I should run a caption contest for this one.  Of course, there's about four people who read this blog, so it wouldn't be much of a contest now, would it?

SERIOUSLY?  What was she thinking in THIS one?  I told you she was getting her groove on on the dance floor, but what kind of a groove was that?  

You can see how red and tired she was, though.  For her to ask to go home before the "party" was over was amazing to me.

By the way, she has asked me more than once when Andrea is getting married again.  I'm going to go with never, so apparently we need more friends who aren't already married so Ivy can go to more parties.

Halloween 2008

Oh, my child is a loon.  She wanted to be - get this - a garbage can for Halloween.  I showed her princess costumes and other somewhat normal costumes, but she would have none of it.  She wanted to be a garbage can and that was it.  So Nathan and I made her a garbage can costume.... admittedly, Nathan did a lot of the work on this one.  He can be crafty, too!  Here she is in the Halloween parade at preschool on Thursday.  She immediately tripped, basically on the way out the door, so I had to "march" with her for awhile.  Then she decided Mrs. Turner (the director) would do as well as me, so I got to take a few pictures.  By the end of the second lap around the building, she was "marching" by herself.

My one consolation in this whole "my daughter wants to be a garbage can" thing was that it was an original costume.  Right?  Right?? No.  There was another garbage can at school that day.  Whatever.

Here's the costume WITH the lid, right before trick or treating.

When she got tired and didn't want to walk anymore, she "had an idea."  She thought we should get a taxi.  That was a throwback to vacation in Jamaica, where a taxi would stop you every 27 seconds, if not more often.  I explained there were no taxis in our neighborhood, lazy bones, now get to stepping.  I thought she got tired pretty quick, but by the time we got home, it was past 7:00, so I guess she did pretty well.  She got a lot of loot and is already talking about next Halloween.  Halloween 2008 was a success!