Questions and Time Out

Last night I told Mina she had reached her question quota for the day. I feel like 999,999 questions are enough for one day. Am I wrong?

Also, yesterday I put myself in time out. It didn't work. They still found me. They screamed at me behind the locked door. Mina wanted more water. Rosalie did not want me to be alone. I think we need to review the rules of time out.

Potty Break

So it's been a little bit since I wrote but, as usual, there are crazy antics to tell. In fact, just this morning I had the adventure of going to the bathroom alone. Adventure? Yes! Adventure!
Here are the text messages I sent to Joanna and Amanda:

Ya'll I just said "I'm going to the potty and I don't need accompaniment!" and before the words were out of my mouth Rosalie was in the bathroom downstairs. So I looked at her and booked it up stairs like I was being chased by a wild animal. Seriously, can I potty in peace?!?"

And adding to my earlier statement, Rosalie just started knocking on the door and said "Ta-da! Mommy, Mommy-a, I found you. You need me."

And I came out and she is butt naked. 

My morning has only just begun. And I need a time out!

Introducing Julieanna

Hello Everyone,

I find myself posting on Facebook these crazy things my children say and I also find myself saying crazy things to them when I am at the end of my rope. 
You want an example? Here's one for you: After doing everything to get them to clean up the playroom and finding them laying in the floor playing with the exact same toys I put up earlier, I often tell them "I am going to mail you to England!" (Why England? I don't really know why England it just sounds like a much better place to go then China or the zoo. Right?) 
Mina: "I think you need to be mailed to England!" 
Me: "Oh that would be a nice break. I could really use the time out."
Rosie: "Mommy I go with you. You no need go timeout by mommy self."
Me: under my breath "And that would be my punishment."
I would hope that most mother's can relate to this interaction. I mean really. This is my daily life. 

My oldest is full of crazy statements and questions. Here's a few from the past few months to get us started:

While watching Sesame Street. 
Mina- "This is the guy I like."
Me- Who? The count?"
Mina- "Yeah. He's just a little bit bad and I like that." (As she wiggles her eyebrows.)

"Rosie has something wet all over her pants and it stinks. I think it's melted poop. It is. It's melted poop and she is stinkin up the play room."

Dad: "Here let me finish breaking them (peanuts) up for you."
Mina: "Thanks Daddy! You're the best Daddy ever!!"
Dad: "Oh you're just sayin that."
Mina: "Yeah, I am just sayin that. Thanks for the peanut."

We are sitting in a parking lot waiting for Dad, Mina noticed a pet store.
Mina: "Mommy, I really want a small cat."
Me: "Mina you are allergic to cats."
Mina: "Well, can we get a small dog?"
Me: "Maybe when you and Rosie are older." 
Mina: "Can you write that on a piece of paper and sign it so I have it when I get older? I need to make sure I have evidence you said we can get one."

She keeps my on my toes.

Rosie is really just learning to really talk right now but my trouble with her is:
1. She LOVES, L-O-V-E-S, LOOOVES to be naked. Anytime, anywhere. Naked! NAKED!
2. She leaps before she looks. Often times giving me a heart attack.
3. She LOVES men almost as she loves being naked. And she would add "Totes Magoats" to this last statement.
She is a handfull as well!

Well here's to the crazy that is my life!
J