So what would lead me to believe she would do what she did?
If you look very, very closely (get our your magnifying glass) you can see the hullabaloo is all for a deceased ant. This, friends, is a VIP only ant funeral, attending by only the best. Notice Elmo flew in for the occasion. I think the ant speck is somewhere in between the line of horses and the windmill.
I'm not joking when I say the girls spent 45 minutes on this charade.
Moving on...
Ella, with her skank face on during a recent trip to Home Depot.
We had a 3 day stretch where no mommies had to leave for work and we spent them almost completely outside working and playing in the yard. This is the attire required for such heavy duty labor.
And, sadly, Ella discovered that she did in fact need glasses to see more clearly...
Maya has been singing her version of the Itsy Bitsy Spider ("The whitzy bitzy pider...") on a continuous loop. On the way to my sister's house for my nephew's 2nd birthday, Maya sang if for a solid 30 minutes, at times yelling with some angry force about how that spider had the nerve to once again attempt the climb up the water spout. Ella said, "If Maya sings the Itsy Bitsy Spider, it will be a GREAT party!" BUT...all good things must come to an end.
Today, Maya was singing it again in the back of the car (melodically: "down came the rain and washed the spider out" and then gutturally screaming to repeat for dramatic effect: "DOWN CAME THE RAIN AND WASHED THE SPIDER OUT!") and said, "You sing it Ella." Ella started in the first few bars and then caught herself, "No Maya! I will not sing it anymore! You're giving me a headache!" Maya paused than launched into "Twinkle Twinkle" (the only part of which she knows are those 2 words and so she repeats them in a twangly, repetitive, almost drunken fashion). Ella sighed and said, "Now that's better."
Guess it's all relative...
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