just an average day out on the town:

roller-derby mama:

why bother with just one sucker?!

bummer.

As grandma buckled ella up to go to her dentist appointment, ella commented: "ugh, this is the very worst day of my entire life."
(I'm thinking I should let her know, it only really gets worse)

polka-dotted brother:

On monday, Ella made Grant polka-dotted. (picture to come)

sandwich artist:

"Mom, I need to make some poop sandwiches for the flies in the bathroom."
--ella 9/18/07

footnote:
a) there are NO flies in the bathroom
b) generally, we don't eat poop at our house.
c) exception to item b, 8/29 post

I'm not certain what the plan was here, this is how I found her:

...and yes, that IS the original "Memory" circa 1980-
match the mama animals with the baby animals.

veggie tales:

"Bockie, I can't take a nap because there is a pea under the mattress!"
--ella

mommies can be silly too:

The test results are in...

....there is absolutely no question that Grant is MALE:

(all he needs to learn now is to put his hand in his diaper)

the great minnesota butterfly-together:

Ella made some new friends while on her first trip to the Minnesota State Fair...we spent nearly 30 minutes in the butterfly room...she especially liked the 3 inch caterpillars. Overall, she didn't really care for the "...on a stick" concept. Personally I found the birthing Cows interesting, the babies are 130 pounds at birth...and I thought my kids were big...

Sometimes I eat my poop. by Grant Albrecht

So last night I pooped in my diaper. It leaked out both sides and ran down my legs. I found this cool trick, that when I sat down the poop would squish out the sides....so I did it over and over again until there was a puddle of poopie on my mama's rug. Then...guess what I did?! I scooped up a handful, and ate it! yup! and it was good....then mama saw me and put me in the tubbie. bummer, my fun ended.

last night:

Ella was climbing into bed holding the ends of a blanket around her neck like a cape. I asked her if it was a superwoman cape, she replied with "No, it's a night jacket. Do you have a night jacket?"

((What on earth is a night jacket?!))

It's official....I am a SOCCER mom, minivan and all...

torren and the ladies:

coolest dude in town:

como zoo nap:

girl's night out:

sore armpits:

"Mommy, when I was in your tummy my armpits were sore." (hmm??)

doll's names:

Last night we were reviewing all of the names of Ella's dolls: Claire, Lucy, Camille, Stella, Henry, Betty, Betty's Sister, Charlie....."Mom, don't forget about Johnson and Burrito!" (Burrito?!-what the, where does she get this stuff??-and who's Johnson??)

K is for Cat:

ella: Mom! K-K-K-Cat starts with kah, K!
mom: This is a tricky one, because sometimes the K and the C sound the same. But cat starts with C, not K. C is for Cara and C is for Cat. C-C-C-Cara and C-C-C-Cat.
ella: Oh Mom, you're all mixed up, you've got it all wrong. Cat starts with K not C.

alright whatever you say...

boongie looks at the world from a new perspective:

we got our hairs cut!

no dancing:

this morning as I was dancing to the intro theme song to Curious George (which is quite catchy by-the-way) ella told me in her crabbiest morning voice: "Mom! Stop! You're giving me a headache!"

an appointment with the bathtub:

ella-ism: 7/9/06

To grandma's dog, Petey:
"Petey go away. I know you love me, but I don't want so much love today."

grant's first time at the beach:

(he pooped sand for a week)

ella and the giant tomato!

happy 231st birthday america!

ella-copter:

it's too hot for this: