Where, oh where, is the snooze button?

3am....
Miss V, "Mu-um, is it time to get up yet?"
Me, "So not even half way close, darling."

3:15am....
Miss V, "Mu-um, is the sun even close to getting up yet?"
Me, "No way, I say."

3:30am....
Miss V, "How about now, mum?..... Mum?"
Me, "How about some more sleep Miss V..."

3:45am.....
Miss V, "Mum! MUM LOOK! I see the sun!"
Me, "The sun is still sleeping Vay. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeping."
Miss V, "I know. I was tricking."

4am....
Miss V, "Mu-um.... Mu-um.... Mu-um!"
Me, "Yeeeesssssss....."
Miss V, "Now is it almost close to getting up time?"
Me, "Noooooooo....."

4:10am....
Miss V, "Mummy... I love you. Can we get up now?"
Me, "I love you too. Go back to sleep."
Miss V, "Mum!"
Me, *snoring noises*

4:15am....
Miss V, "Mummy, I'm going to go and make you breakfast in bed until it bes time to get up, ok mum?"
Me, "Ok darling."

4:16am......
Miss V, "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Me, *sprinting to the kitchen* "Miss V! What's wrong?"
Miss V, "There's..... *sob* ..... No...... *sob* ......... M-m-m-mmmmiiiiiiiiiiiillllllllllllllllkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk........ WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Me, "We don't drink milk, Miss V...."
Miss V, "I know. I was just tricking."
Me, "Bed. Sleep. Now."
Miss V, "Try and use full sentences, mum. It's easier to understand you then...."

4:30am.....
Miss V, "Mum I really can see sun now! LOOK!"
Me, "Why don't you tell it a story about a sleepy possum and her sleepy mum?"
Miss V, "Naahhh. Why don't you get up?"
Me, "Ok. Let's get up."
Miss V, "No just you mum. Not me. I go be sleep now. Night mum."
Me, "Night Miss V." *Blissful relaxing sleepy wave just about to wash over me*

4:31am.....
Miss J, "Morning mum!"
Miss F, "Hi mum! It's time to get up now!"
Miss V, "Shhhh! I'm sleeping! Go be away now!"

.... And so, Miss J, Miss F and mummy went away to have a very wakeful morning while Miss V enjoyed a very restful sleep in.

That night, when mummy was very very tired and struggling to keep her head out of her dinner, Miss V offered her some advice....

"Mum? You look tired. Are you tired? I think you are tired mum. Mum? Do you think that maybe you are too tired now because you might not have maybe given yourself enough sleep last night? That is probably the reason, isn't it mum? So mum, do you think it would be a good idea to go to bed early tonight so you will be awake-er more tomorrow? You're boring when you're tired mum. You need more sleep so you be funny again. Go to bed early tonight mum. But not yet, you better do the dishes first. Ok mum?"

Ok, Miss V.

Freaky Home Learner's Enriching Activity

Miss J, "Mum, I'm bored."
Me, "Pardon?"
Miss J, "I'm bored."
Me, "Sorry?"
Miss J, "I'm bored, mum."
Me, "Say that again? I don't understand you?"
Miss J, "Mum! I'm! BORED!"
Me, (Squinting at her)..... "But you don't look like a board....." (Taking her hand and shaking it so her whole arm wobbles) "And you don't feel like a board...." (Licking the side of her face) "Yuck, you certainly don't taste like a board....."
Miss J, "No mum, that's not what I mean!"
Me, "Oh! Well what do you mean?"

Miss J, "I mean my mind is becoming restless from lack of stimulation and I would like an enriching activity to focus my thoughts on before I lose all ability to concentrate and my body becomes too fatigued to embrace any action!"

Me, "Oh. I see. Um, how old are you again?"
Miss J, *Sigh* "I'm four and 3 twelfths, mum."
Me, "Right. Just checking. So an enriching activity to focus your thoughts on, hey?"
Miss J, "Yep..."
Me, "Well, we could go for a walk and see how many fairies we can spot.... Or we could go take some photos.... Or we could...."
Miss J, "Oooh! Oooh! I know!!!!!! We can go pick our noses and feed it to the dog!"
Me, "....... Umm...... You go, I'll keep thinking."

No frills breakfast

Miss F has taken fussy eating to a whole new level today. When I presented her with her breakfast - her gluten free, lactose free, nut free, vegetarian, nutritious and very tasty breakfast, no less - she pushed it away, stuck her nose in the air and said, "Mum, I couldn't possibly eat this."

When I asked her why not, she replied, "It's just not pretty enough."

Shared learning - Best of

Miss V, "What are those birds doing?"
Miss J, "They're mating."
Miss V, "Are they friends?"
Miss J, "No they are having sex. Animal sex is called mating."
Miss V, "Do people have mating?"
Miss J, "No V, people have sex. Animals mate."
Miss V, "But why is it called different?"
Miss J, "Ummmm......................... Because people are sexier than animals."
Miss V, "Ohhhhhhh."

Life's Funny Like That!

Pip...

RAY!

Pip...
RAY!!

Pip...
RAAAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bestest party vibes from me and the Kewl girls to Deb... Who's going a final round with chemo on Thursday, and boy does she kick some serious chemo butt!!!

Deb, I don't know if you remember back when you first posted a picture of yourself on your blog... After seeing it Miss F decided she would call you the "pretty garden lady". I had forgotten about it myself until today, when I was explaining this post to Miss F and telling her how you are a warrior woman, and she replied, "Oh! I remember! The pretty garden lady warrior!"

And... I know I've missed some big chunks in your butt kicking journey, but Deb, my butt kicking boots have been with you the whole time.

Way to kick butt, woman.

Path

Today is Photo Challenge Day over at Mountaingirls Musings.

I haven't played in a while, but this week Miss F and I were in the mood for a challenge we could tackle together (as opposed to the kind of challenge where we tackle each other), and this one was perfect.

As always, this photo comes with a Kewl girl moment.
When Miss F was looking at the photo on the computer, I asked her what she was seeing. This is what she said...

"At the start the trees are big and really tall. And there's lots of shade. But look mum! I can see the sun down the path there! It's going to be really sunny soon, mum."

Amen to that, Miss F.

"Path"
By Miss F

Silly Caterpillar!

Reading The Very Hungry Caterpillar book to Miss V...

Me: "..... On Saturday he ate through one piece of chocolate cake, one ice-cream cone, one pickle, one slice of swiss cheese, one slice of salami, one lollipop, one piece of cherry pie, one sausage, one cupcake, and one slice of watermelon! ..... That night he had a stomach ache!"

Miss V: "Of course he got a stomach ache! I bet the chocolate cake wasn't gluten free and the ice cream wasn't dairy free and the lollipop had too many pes-er-tives and the sausage wasn't vege-ti-an... Silly caterpillar! Doesn't he know how to make good choices?!"

Me: "And there was no sympathy for the very hungry caterpillar, was there Miss V?"

Miss V: "No. Silly caterpillar."

Me: "The next day was Sunday again and the caterpillar made a great choice! He ate through one nice green leaf, and after that he felt much better!"

Miss V: "Well, that's something, at least. Silly caterpillar."

Indeed...