deloid

M: why do you have to work at deloid?
G: so i can make money
M: why can't you just work at the ga-geh (store)? as he rolls his eyes to the back of his head

M on missing his free time with dad

toilet trained!

finally after constant explaining, lecturing, praising, bribing, time outs, and making her clean up her own mess i resorted to spanks and she's pooping on the potty! for many months she's refused to poop on the potty and guess who she'd run to when she dirtied herself? thanks to deloitte for taking G away for two weeks. its been two weeks now that i haven't had to run with my nose plugged all the way to the garbage can in the garage with my stomach in convulsions.

hot boy

L: wook umma, hot boy! (she's madly jumping up and down on the sofa bed and laughing uncontrollably watching as the beast turns into the handsome prince, in disney's beauty and the beast)
T: no leah, he's a good boy, not a hot boy (shaking my head)
L: hot boy, hot boy, hot boy! (still jumping up and down and giggling)

L has been spending too much time with ee-mo.

morning routine

G starts his day at 6am and for at least a week now he's been waking up to L in our bed using T's face as her pillow. one time he sat and watched his girls fast asleep and L started sleep talking.

L (in a whisper): big present, giant one, i'm hanging onto the board...

L wakes up and makes her way into the bathroom. as her eyes adjust to the light she sees G shaving and requests for him to shave again. after showering she triumphantly brings G his deoderant 'this is yours' and makes sure he applies it liberally each morning.