Madison, the saga continues...

Heh, finally here at the coffee shop relaxing using their FREE wifi.  What could be better?

Jon has been going the last few evenings to the Holy Spirit prayer time (which is CRAZY)  so he kindly let me take his morning spot at the prayer room.  Usually my time is in the evening but that has been usurped by the "unusual move of the holy spirit" (this is on the sign that redirects people to the larger auditorium)

Anyway, the last few weeks with the girls have been a hoot.

I'll start with Madison in continuation of my last post regarding the "BABY FOOD"... dunh,dunh,dunh.....

So yesterday, after the umpteenth warning that IF Madison would STEAL gum from either daddy or me without asking she would be required to walk the plank and ingest the
"GREEN POOPY STUFF"  as she describes is or my way "THE GREEN GOOP"

Needless to say, yesterday evening, low and behold Emma alerts me to the incident by screaming "MOM MADI'S CHEWING GUM!!!!!!"  At which point I come around the corner, see my beautiful angelic little girl smiling cutely, chewing away, unashamedly.  I ask her where she got it and she says "I don't know"  then on more prompting the truth comes out.... She took it from my bag.  And not one piece but 3-4 pieces based on the size of the wad in her mouth and the wrappers I found surrounding my bag.  So I make her spit it out which entails me sticking my finger into her mouth to get out the wad.  Did I mention, last week she got gum stuck in her hair and I had to cut it out?  (thankfully in the back)  Anyway I digresss.

So she starts crying which for Madison is like the cry of an animal in a fury.  I take her into the kitchen, where the "GREEN POOPY STUFF" is kept, kick all the little watching eyes out of the room and proceed to get the baby food.  (Peas if you must know)  Then I hold her down as I get a teaspoon of it onto her tongue and I had to hold back my laughter at how loud Madison was crying, actually worse than a spanking.  Did I mention I think I am officially the smartest parent in the world?

She grabbed a kleenex and started wiping off her tongue crying all the way.  I think the most effective part of this technique is that the other 2 girls HEARD it and it sounded much worse than it really was.  Emma is quite concerned now, wondering if they have Baby Food in Altona.

She is still a delight and really enjoys her class every afternoon.  She piped up yesterday at the table that she had a favorite song too (as Emma had mentioned hers)  It was
"Poor out Yur Pirit on Yur son and dowter".  Later in the day I noticed her talking to her imaginary class teaching them her favorite song.  So cute.

Yesterday the girls wanted to dance so they made themselves a little track around the living room to follow.  Consisting of pillows and obstacles of which to jump on.  So before I know it Madison has changed into her "dancing clothes".  Basically she just took off her pj's and put on black pants and bottoms.  However she had to empty out her drawer to find these black tights and she told me about the "Big mess" she had made.  This may be lost on some of you but when I saw her, she had her black cat shirt tucked into her black pants and her pants of course were pulled up to her mid chest.    Just like Ed Grimley from Saturday Night Live.

Her shirt looked like a pirate shirt because it was puffed out at the mid chest where the pants met it.  And she danced.

Now I must thank my in-laws for the beautiful cat shirt that they brought the girls from South America.  Madison is now wearing the black one which is adorned with jewels (quite cute) and in her usual fashion, has claimed this as her favorite one at the moment.  This means that she has worn it both during the day and to sleep in at night for the last 3 days.  Every night we talk about it and she agrees that she can sleep in it BUT has to change out of it the next day.  She seems to show a pattern in keeping her promises.  We'll see how this morning goes.  And really, it's not the fact that she's wearing it again, it's that it's DIRTY.  That's the problem.

This is not her first favorite clothing item.  But I've gotten smarter and seperated out all the clothing that I didn't like now so as to prevent further heartache on my part.

She is truly a darling.  I'm somewhat perplexed as to what her personality will be like when she grows up.  She's often shy and wanting to be carried, yet is the loudest most passionate emotionally than all the girls.  She's not shy to be heard in this way.  She loves taking care of little kids and of all the three makes every toy a baby and walks around shushing it, covering it with towels for blankets and putting them to sleep in the laundry hamper.

One more quick story.  So yesterday Madi was awake later than her sisters as she'd had an afternoon nap and had ALOT of energy.  Well she had put her babies to bed and covered them head to toe with their "blankets" (kinda like corpes in a mortuary).  I leave the room and come back unable to find her.  No noise, no giggling, no nothing.  Well it actually took me a while to realize she had climbed into the laundry basket with her "baby", covered herself with the towel and pretended to be asleep.  And she didn't move and it was a great hiding spot.  After I found her, she refused to get out and spent about 1/2 an hour sitting in there, watching a movie. 

The best part about this kid is that when she's ready for bed she says "I'm tired, I'm going to bed"  Aren't those some of the best words a parent can hear?

Rhonda