Funny Comment

I'm blogging this mostly for myself so I won't forget this. Tonight we were leaving my mom's house and the girls were bathed and in their pajamas. Kayla is obsessive about the cold outside and basically goes immobile and keeps telling me how cold she is. Well my mom was carrying her to the car and Kayla said, "If you keep moving like a turtle I'm gonna freeze!"

Pink Paint Update

Well, I think I'm going to do it. I'm going to paint their room pink. Marc is still not too sure about this, but since that's what Kayla wants he'll get over it. :) The bedding sets I want to purchase are on backorder until the end of April, so I'll have to wait on paint shopping. I guess that will give Marc a little longer to get used to the idea of having a pink room in his castle.

Pacifiers

Here I am on post number 100. I would never have thought this momentous occasion would have been about pacifiers. Oh well. Today we were moving some things around because we are having our carpets cleaned this week and Marc found a pacifier hiding under our desk upstairs. As a joke he wanted to take it in to someone at work (they were asking if we had any old bottles for a joke, and this is the best we could do). So he brings it downstairs and puts it on the island. Next thing we know Macy is running around grinning with her paci in her mouth and Kayla is SO proud that she got it down for her. Well we get a quick laugh and take it out. If I remember correctly we broke the habit about 5-7 months ago. Marc took it from her and went to put it in his car. What did Macy do? Scream as loud as she can and starts chasing him outside saying "mine, mine." Oh my goodness. She did get over it quickly so I think it will be okay. I probably should have taken a picture...

I Need Some Help

So we are moving the girls into the same room in a couple of months. I've been looking around for some new bedding and I think I have found what I like. Kayla really wants pink walls, but I have ALWAYS said I will never paint a room pink. I have seen many cute rooms that have pink walls, and several of my friends have painted pink walls for their girls. I have always thought that I'd get sick of it. Plus, there is a fine line with the shade of pink that you can put on the wall with out it looking like that disgusting pink medicine. :) Well, now I'm second guessing myself. I need someone to either talk me out of the pink, or talk me into it. Does anyone have any thoughts or suggestions? I know Kayla really wants it, but I just don't know if Marc and I can look at a big pink room every day.

Dance Class

Last summer I was debating if I should put Kayla in a dance class or not. I decided to wait another year. Well in September she started talking about wanting to take ballet. I never talked to her about it, but I assume she saw some girls at school that were taking dance classes there at the church. Most dance studios run on a school calendar and it is too late to enroll in September. Well about a month ago I saw an advertisement on a van for a dance studio so I checked them out online. Would you believe that they run 3 sessions a year so you can join any time? We went today for a trial class before committing to it. Here is Kayla in the car before we went in. Does she look a little excited?

I had gone in with Kayla last night to see what the studio was like and to inquire about classes. We decided to go back today for the trial class. I was talking to Marc about it and since I was pretty sure she'd like it we decided to go ahead and buy a leotard. I didn't want her to feel strange being the only one not in ballet attire (they had shoes we could borrow for today). So Kayla's wonderful Daddy offered (ON HIS OWN) to stop by the dance store near our house and see if he could find one. There was no way Kayla and I could get before they closed so Marc found this adorable leotard with little bows on the shoulders. He gets extra brownie points for this one! He said he walked in (with Macy) and told the employee that he grew up with all boys and now has only girls and he needed to buy a leotard - whatever that was. I thought that was pretty funny.

This is the best I could do for a picture of the class. It is through one of those one way mirror/window things and it was quite tinted. The girls read a story, got in a costume, then tip-toed around picking up strawberries for their basket. She had a great time so I signed her up for the last session. Now I've got to find some ballet and tap shoes. Any suggestions?