Heart Breaker

I am officially the meanest mom ever. I "grounded" Emma from all crafty projects and using any crafts supplies for a day and a half (which, mind you, was more of a punishment to me seeing how the full day part landed on a weekend).
Her reaction:

"NOOO!!!" (stomp, stomp, sob, sob) "That's not FAIR!" (more sobbing, storming out of the room...)

and then returning with:

"You just broke my heart into a million tiny pieces!!"

I couldn't make this stuff up, folks.

She stormed to her room, slammed the door, and continued to wail and yell things somewhere along the lines of "I would never treat my daughter this way if I was a mom!"

Yep. Meanest mom ever. ;)

Here's the best part. Ally went back to check on big sis, and was quickly sent out with a message for me. Which she delivered impeccably:

Her hands on her hips, eyebrows bunched up: "Mama!"

"You broke Emma's heart into tiny piece all the way to her foot!"
(picture me trying to look concerned)

and then the finale:

"You better be nice and make Emma happy. And you better be a good widdle grown up!,
OKAY?!"

priceless!

I'm Sorry....

I figured I'd better apologize right off the bat to my sweet baby girl for this one. She's gonna hate it later, but I just have to blog her funnies. :)

My Ally girl. The poor thing. She was on the toilet this morning. And with her, it's never a quick visit to the bathroom. She has so much trouble in this department. Anyway, knowing I had at least 5-6 minutes, I went around to the laundry room to start the washer.
Once I got some clothes in and shut the door, I could hear that she had been yelling for me at the top of her lungs!
I rushed to her with a panicked "What?!?"
And her emergency:


She tells me, with a very defeated look, "I can't get my poo-poos out, Mama. Come squeeze me as hard as you can!"

I nearly fell over! LOL!