Isabella's Letter to Santa

Dear Santa,

For Christmas I would like a DS because I want to play games. A dog so I can play with it. New markers to draw with. And with the DS, can I have some Mario games. A Nintendo DSi with games too. I would also like a new bike to ride around on. I also want binoculars to look at stuff far away. And case for my DS and DSi. Colored pencils to draw with. I would also like a Barbie car. And an air hockey table. And a new yoyo. I have also been very good. I helped my friend Jackson. I cleaned my room and help my mom. Now I would also like a new watch. And a Toy Story 3 book. And most of all an electric guitar. And last, I want to wish you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Love,
Isabella



The letter was translated on paper by her big buddy at school. I'm not sure how much influence she had...happy new year? Can you imagine if Santa didn't bring this flipping Nintendo DSi? This letter came home today and after reading it, Santa needs to go back to the toy shop...



Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! One of my resolutions...to blog more in 2011. 2010 was pathetic.

Easter will never be the same...

"There is no such thing as the Easter bunny. There can't be a big giant bunny in the world." And it's over. Santa is still real...for now. I think I was five when I found out that all the people that did cool things for me once a year were really my parents :-( At least the presents didn't stop. Can you imagine? "By the way, Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy are pretend and you don't get jack." What a devastating day that would have been.

To be honest, I slip up every year so I guess it won't matter anymore. And I finally get the credit I deserve (even if I did go to Walgreen's the night before to fill her basket) :-D

Here are some pics:

How much did I spend?

18 babies
x
$10-$30 each
=
OMG

Wait, change that to 16 because looking at the picture closely, 2 are my mom's babies from when she was little, aka. freaking-scary-porcelain-eyes-moving-creatures :-/

Chore Chart = bliss, peace, and harmony.

She has to do at least 5 off the list to get a smiley for the day. She has to have 14 smileys to get a toy, dinner, or an activity. See you at Chuck-E-Cheese's???? Please????

The Dentist

Highlights:
1.Twenty minutes to take a one minute x-ray.
2.Gagged on the flouride.
3.Took 27 cheap plastic toys instead of 2.
4.Tripped on the cord to the sucker thing.
5.No cavities!

Holy crazy mommy.

I need to work on my need to live vicariously, and selfishly through my 5 year old daughter. I have always wanted long, blond, thin, hair. Yes thin. I despise my thick hair. I want stringy, straight hair. Isabella was BLESSED with this. I have worked 5 long years growing her hair and her bangs out until Monday when all my hard work came to a screeching end. Watching the lady at Dot's-n-Dashes "trim" her beautiful blond hair gave me a nervous stomach ache. All that beautiful blond hair falling to the ground. But afterwards, and maybe 2 inches later, I was pleased. I liked how it was one length and it hung a little neater.

It took me a couple days to get used to it because she did look different to me. She looked older. I could still get it in pretties and her bangs stayed in place with out clips. Yesterday, I call her to find that she has gone back to the butcher shop and had more taken off. Layers were added. Hearts were broken...

And then I stopped being so dramatic. OK? I've seen it and it's really cute and I am happy. But done cutting it for 5 more years.

BEFORE:


First cut:


FINAL cut:

Something I am not OK with:

Tornadoes in California. I was in one when I was in Kindergarten in Colorado. Of course my mom was at the grocery store with my brother and I was at friends house scared out of my mind. We had to go down to the basement and kneel on the ground with our florescent pink/green/orange windbreakers pulled up over our head.

I don't remember anything after that and not because I was knocked unconscious, but because nothing happened. I don't think. I just remember my mom NOT being there, running down the basement stairs, kneeling and pulling the jacket over us. The end. HOWEVER, on Storm Chasers this past season, they did say something about the tornado in Denver in 1988. So FACE to all who never believed me!


Anyways (wow), there was a tornado warning in our area on Saturday. This is a picture of the funnel cloud over Marsh Creek Road, a.k.a. "down-the-street-from-my-house" :-/ No me gusta. I can deal with the fear of earthquakes but don't add tornado's to the mix please.