Conversation with Bits

A couple of days ago Elizabeth asked, "Mom, what happens when you have too much throw-up in you?"

I replied, "It comes out."

Then Bits informed me, "Yeah, and you turn into an ogre."

It was all very matter of fact. Who knew?

P.S. Elizabeth and Bits are the same person.

So funny...

Elizabeth was just telling me why her ear hurts. It went something like this.

Bits: It happened when I fell down and hurt my self.
Me: When you scraped your wrist?
Bits: No, when I hurt my leg. You know, when I got a scrape and then a band aid was on and it then Jesus was by me and put new skin on it?

She cracks me up. Trust me, this all has nothing to do with the current hurting ear. And I wish Jesus would come put some new skin on me...like switching out all the crazy, post 5 babies, post 2 surgeries yucky stuff on my tummy!

Progression

I'd like to share with you the very sad progression of Elizabeth's hair.

1. As an infant we could see the cowlicks all too well. The back of her head was a swirling group of 3 of them! We knew then that if she didn't have curly hair, adolescence would be a nightmare!2. Her hair grew in and was indeed curly and beautiful. And just wild enough to work with her crazy little personality.
3. Then Jacob, yes my oldest child, decided to play barber, and the hair has never been the same since. Notice the extremely short, spikey stuff right at the top!
4. I had to tell myself that it was just hair, and would grow back. Indeed it did, and after a year we finally had this...

5. Then last week Elizabeth got hold of the scissors, and we start again...This pic was before the real hair cut to fix hers, so most of what Elizabeth left is gone now too.

I know it's just hair, so I'm doing my best to be brave and not cry. I'm sure it will grow back...if I just keep the scissors locked up well enough!!!

Mom would be so pleased

I was walking through Walmart with Elizabeth the other day and she said, "Oh mommy, can we look at the beautiful things?" Meaning, "Can we look at the crappy Walmart jewelry?!" Ok, my mom would not be pleased with Elizabeth's clear lack of a discriminating eye when it comes to jewels, but boy did my mom like her bling. Elizabeth is such an appropriate namesake...in more ways than this of course.