A new lesson learned...

This morning I was feeling very ambitious, so I decided to clean all of the windows across the back of the house.  They were REALLY dirty because they haven't been cleaned since last summer.  I went outside and sprayed off all the windows and removed all the screens, and then scrubbed and squeegeed.  Ava was having a great time yelling at me through the windows, and even licked the door from the inside.  I clean 'em, she IMMEDIATELY messes them up.   The dogs were inside taking a nap, and Ava was playing by herself.  When I got to the 3rd dining room window, I noticed that the gate to the kitchen was open.  (we have a gate up to keep the puppies locked up on the tile)  I knocked on the window, hoping to see a dog run out of the dog bed.  No such luck.  I then heard a happy squeal and realized that Ava and the dogs were chasing each other through the house.  Sure enough, I then see Ava on the couch and Tucker take a leap from one couch to another.  I ran to the door, and to my great surprise, it was locked.  I knocked on the door and Ava let out a huge happy squeal/laugh and ran.  I had my cell phone with me, so I called the home phone and started talking to her on the answering machine.  

Me: AVA!!! Let me in!

Ava: NOOOOO!!!!!

Me:  Ava, go unlock the door right. now. (in my best mean mommy voice, of course)

Ava:  No mommy.  You cwean da windows some mowe.

I gave up, realizing that she was having way too much fun with this.  I walked around the house to the front door, of course it was locked too.  I rang the doorbell and heard a small voice yell "come in", but she never answered the door.  I rang again, and this time she came to the door after yelling "come in".  She had a very devious smile on her face and still refused to let me in.  Using the trusty cell phone again, I called mom.  Why, you ask?  Because the only thing that Ava enjoys more than being devious is talking to Grammy, Papa Joe, Bruce, and Granny Jan on the phone.  

Me:  Ava, guess who I'm talking to on the phone?

Ava:  BWUCE!!!

Me:  No, it's Grammy.  She wants to talk to you.

Ava:  OK mommy, I'll wet you in.  I can't unwock da doi (door, for those of you who haven't had Ava-ese yet)

Me:  You're turning it the wrong way.  Turn it the other way.

Ava:  Ok mommy.  

The door opens, and I hand her the phone.

"Hi Gwammy!  I wocked mommy outside!"

A little note to all the mommies......hide a key outside, or for goodness sake, give one to a neighbor!  Preferably a neighbor who is a homebody. :)

In the name of the Father, the Son, and........

We were saying our prayers tonight and helping Ava practice the sign of the cross, when Abby reminded me of a funny story.

One night a few years ago, we were saying prayers when Abby asked a very good question.

Abby:  Mom, if the Father is God, and the Son is Jesus, what's the Holy Spirit's name?

Me: Well, I don't really know if I've ever heard a name for the Holy Spirit.

Abby: Why?

Me:  Because it's just the Holy Spirit. 

Abby: But if God and Jesus have names, the Holy Spirit should have a name too.  That's not fair.

Me: What do you think the Holy Spirit's name should be?

Abby: Bubbles.

In the name of the Father, the Son, and Bubbles.  Amen.

A little conversation....

Ava:  My name is Iba (Ava) and wur (your) name is Abby, and I love you Abby, and you are not a doctor.

huh?  Where in the heck did that come from?

Ava funnies...

I just have a couple of funny Ava moments that I want to write down before I forget them.  I can't even imagine all of the things that Abby did that I can't remember now. 

Ava has decided that it's funny to lock the door to the car while I am trying to get her out.  I unlock the doors, get out and walk to her door, and she promptly kicks the door lock with her foot......with a huge devious grin on her face.  If the windows weren't so dark, I'd get a picture of it.  The only time I'm successfully opened the door on the first try in the past week is when she took her shoes off in the car.  It apparently hurts to bad to kick the door lock with bare feet. 

In the past week, Ava has grown up quite a bit.  Tonight she asked if she could go to Jenning's house.  Jennings is Abby's friend who lives across the street, not Ava's friend.  I guess she thinks she's old enough to walk around the 'hood now.  Note to self: turn the alarm system door chime back on. :)

Ava has also been asking to borrow the car.  She's asked me several times in the past week, and I heard her ask Jake about it once too.  Then, yesterday I saw a commercial.  Yes, the one where the little girl asks to borrow the car.  And I thought our little genius came up with that one on her own.

Easter pics, finally!

For the record, I've been trying to upload these pictures to the blog for over an hour, and I've had to restart it a bajillion times.  Karma for waiting until May to post Easter pics.

Language lesson, Part 3 and a bedtime story...

Here's the third part of your language lesson, a few more terms.

Gwuiwels:  Girls, rhymes with squirrels (kinda)

Fravrit:  Favorite.  "Mom, mackee is my fravrit!"

Mackee:  Macaroni and cheese.  Let's all just shorten it and get to the point.

Wittle:  Nothing to do with wood, this just means little.  For the past 3 days, EVERYTHING has had the word "little" in front of it.  "Mommy! Pwease put my wittle shoes on my wittle toes on my wittle feet." and "I'm not a baby, I'm just wittle."

And now the bedtime story....

Once upon a time, a beautiful mommy was putting her kids to bed.  The oldest read a book to the youngest, and then they all said their prayers (although the youngest still gets a little confused about how to do the sign of the cross).  Beautiful mommy kissed the oldest and tucked her in, and then carried the youngest to bed.  Then, beautiful mommy threw the youngest up in the air and smothered her with kisses.  The youngest said "Mommy, you give me too much kisses!  They are cutiful! (rhymes with beautiful) Now shut my feet.  Good night mommy.  Wub you."

Language lesson, Part 2

Here's a few more words.  

Tick:  Kick, as in a ball.  Or Daddy's leg.

Banilwa: Granola.  We have a thing for granola bars in this house.  And Ava loves her Banilwa Bars.

Muse-tick:  Music.  This is my personal favorite.  Jake is constantly playing the guitar, and I am constantly singing.  Ava is taking after both of us.  She loves to sing, play her little guitar, and play my little piano from when I was little. (We won't try to figure out how old it is, okay?)  She often brings me a musical instrument and says "let's do muse-tick! Pway wiff me!"