Home again!

So this last weekend I went up to Layton to babysit for my Great Aunt Candice. Mom and Dad came to assist. I had so much fun. Their house is so big! I ran across the house and it felt like miles. Plus, I could go outside any time I wanted to because their yard is fenced in. They had a trampoline and a little play house. Oh em gosh. It was awesome!

Except... the sleeping arrangements. What I mean is that they wanted me to sleep and I didn't. the first night, Mom and I only got about three hours of sleep. The second night was only slightly better. Third night was okay. The last night, I slept like a baby.

Violet, the dog, kept barking at me because I'd touch her back legs and she doesn't like that. Sierra, Maizy, Levi, and me were doing tricks on the tramp on Saturday when suddenly, Levi finds these little dirt pellets and starts throwing them on the tramp. I decided to help. Then the girls started saying, "Ew, stop throwing dog poop!" Well, how do I know what dog poop is?

When I went inside, Mom picked me up and Dad asked, "What's on her face?" My mom squinted at me, grabbed me by the top of the arms and held me away from her body. She started screaming, "It's dog poop! Her breath smells like dog crap!" (You either put your hand over your mouth just now or you're so disgusted you'll have bad dreams about it tonight.) Both her and my dad freaked out. After scrubbing my mouth out with a toothbrush (then throwing it away) my dad gave me like four or five mints and he wouldn't hold me until I was done eating them.

Also, my aunt has a lot of toilets in her house and I don't know if you guys have noticed, but they're all filled with crystal clear water... I liked to play in them. One night I was upstairs with the girls and they found me drinking out of the toilet with a spoon.

My parents were very displeased.

In an effort to help them out, I grabbed some Clorox wipes and started cleaning my face. Well, they didn't like that either. What the heck, Mom?! You don't want me dirty and you don't want me sanitized, what am I supposed to do?!

Parents. Can't please them.

Architect

So, folks, if the whole Grammy thing doesn't work out, I know what I'll be when I grow up... A builder! Today while Mom was blow drying her hair, I built a tower out of toilet paper. It was amazing! I call it the Leaning Tower of T-Pisa. Unfortunately, before my mom could get her phone to pull up the camera, I'd disassembled it and had gone after a toothbrush that wasn't mine.

Man, I can't wait for tomorrow and the antics I'll come up with. I'm still working on my New Years Resolution... ya know, the one about making my mom run after me to lose weight. So far... I have no idea if it's working. I don't sit still long enough to see how much she weighs. I think she's pretty anyway.

Valentines Day is this weekend! I have no idea what to get for my family! Do I draw hearts on the walls? Or pull all the clothes out of the drawers and make a heart out of them? Boy, there are just so many destructive options... I'll let you know which I choose.

I apologize!

I apologize my wonderful followers who check this every few days and wonder, "Why isn't Addy posting anything?" Well, I'm going to be honest and tell the truth and be trustful and truthy... It's my MOM'S FAULT! You heard me correct, sirs and ladies. Mom would rather do her homework (please refer back to my posts about school being totally useless) than blog about le ME!

I'll tell you what I've been doing lately though, so you know I'm fine and happy and dandy doodle. The other day I was climbing on the piano bench like my mom doesn't want me to, and I fell and bonked my lip. Sorta. I bit through it a little but it's fine now. I just cuddled with my mom and said, "No, no, no!" Every time she tried to clean the blood off... speaking of which, I think I ruined her white shirt by wiping my mouth on it but she said it was okay.

My new favorite movie is Coraline. Oh man, I love it! Mom says I'm weird like Dad because his favorite show was Beetlejuice and mine is Coraline and they're both scary shows. I say to her... "Quit being a wuss flippy." And oh man, I love movies with Eddie Murphy in them. All the Shreks and Mulan. He's so funny! I laugh out loud, I mean, I LOL. Look at me bein' all technologyish.

Mom got me to say ABCD today. Although it sounded like ABBB. But I tried! I also said Grandpa the other day. Grammit decided she wanted to be called Oma but I decided that I would call her Abu. So, we'll see who wins... (spoiler alert, it'll be me).

Oh! So, I lurve me some Lady Gaga. My favorite song is Bad Romance. I sing "Gaga" with the song. I'm pretty sure I'm going to be an awesome super star when I grow up. I've been working on my dance moves and as soon as I'll sit still, I'm gunna have Papa teach me the guitar. Then I'll have Grandpa Steve teach me the piano and how to build a dresser. And I'll have Mom teach me how to read and write. And Dad teach me how to draw super heroes and pray. And Matt teach me how to play the drums and talk like Elmo. And Abu will teach me the most effective way to get kicked out of the mall (and possibly how to embroider if we have time). And Grandma Gretchen (I'm trying to get her to let me call her GG) will teach me how to sew and give big loves. Nanna Lorrie will teach me how to scrapbook, organize, and vacuum. Grandpa Kenny (MUWAHAHAHAHAHA) will teach me how to fish and mow the lawn. Hannah will teach me to love dogs and not to listen to my parents. Abby will teach me how to color and to listen to my mom and dad. Mitchell will teach me how to build interesting things with random objects. Chase will teach me how to dance, throw flags, and do my hair purdy. Kerstin will teach me who the Hank Hill Humphrey Bogart is. And Kenzie will teach me how to draw babies.

What will you teach me?!