Daily

She begs for science daily.

"I want it to be the summer of science even when it's winter time too."

"Dis is better than learning my letters."

"Vinegar stinks like butt momma, but I'm still lovin' it."

"Squirts and sizzles."

"You's have to use all your muscles."

"All done. Let's do it again."

M is for Mom Guilt

Mom guilt is real. 

We've been snuggling, looking through our old Chatbooks from when Afton and Jack were both little like this babe right here.

Fortunately, she's never said anything to me about all the fun activities she sees in pictures that her siblings got to do. But, I freaking think it. I'm the worst. This poor babe has missed out on so much because I've been carting her around to school drop-off, pick-up, Costco, errands, the gym, etc. 

#thirdchildproblems

So to help with my mom guilt, but more just to have some fun time with my little babe, we focused on letter M... which was homework from her preschool teacher. 

We made Mmmmmmmoon Sand.

We Mmmmmmeasured it.

We Mmmmmmushed it. 

We Mmmmmmixed it. 

We Mmmmmmmmolded it. 

We Mmmmmmmmmade Mmmmmmesses.

(Notice the outfit change - mess indeed) 

We watched a show about the Mmmmmmmmoooon.

But most of all, 

we Mmmmmmmmmade Mmmmmmemories. 

Fun time with my cute little babe. 

Mmmmmman, I'm lucky to be her Mmmmom.

Little Pumpkin

She got to pick out any one she wanted. All her friends were there and they picked out one too.

She knew that everyone was going to pick one with a stump.

But there was one without and she wanted it.

I tried to get her to pick another one, but she got sad.

I asked her why later.

"He looked sad. Everyone always wants the ones with stumps. And this little guy would never get picked. That hurts his feelings. So I don't like that."

She is the sweetest little preschooler there ever was.