Beach Girls

Chloe: It was so relaxing at the beach this time... I can't quite put my finger on why it was different...

Amber:  No?  Take a look at who is missing from these photos.

Chloe: Oh, whaddya talk?  I like her!

Amber: I like her, too.  But, a weekend of not having to go get Mommy a diaper or go get Mommy the wipes or go put this bottle in the sink or go throw this diaper in the trash... blissful.

Chloe: True.  Plus, she wouldn't have been old enough to go on any of the rides or anything.

Amber: One last summer of us being best friends before she starts taking our stuff.

Chloe: I love you, Amber.

Amber: I love you, too.  NOW GIVE ME THAT SHOVEL.

Chloe: Sigh.

Oatmeal, oh the Tragedy

Kyra: I don't understand what I am supposed to do with this stuff!!!

 

*Note from Mommy: she eventually figured it out.  It's not as good as a bottle, but it's far more filling, as two nights of sleeping straight through the night will attest.

Blue Monsters at the Swim Club

 

Kyra: No one offered ME a cupcake.

Hat Day

Kyra: Here we are on hat day.  

Yeah, I don't get it either.  It's a million degrees outside, so you know what we need?  Hats.

 

There.

That's better.  I'm so stinkin' cute I almost can't stand myself.

Roaring at the Swim Club

Chloe: Here we are, roaring at the swim club!

Amber: I love roaring!  

 Chloe: Me, too.  I also love swimming in the tiny pool, but Mommy kept making me get out because my lips kept turning purple.

Amber: Yeah, she's a real pill.  She bought us those masks, some little toys, bought us Sonic...

Chloe (interrupting): I LOVE those corn dogs!

Amber: I know, right?  Anyway, she brought us to the pool, played with us constantly, and still, I don't know.  Just, you know...

Chloe: Not fair.

Amber: Totally.  We should whine about it.

Chloe: Oh my God, you're right.  We SHOULD whine about.

Kyra: Yes, you SHOULD.

Kyra: Because I'm fine with being the favorite.

Pajama Day!

Amber: Yay, pajama day at school!

Kyra: It just feels like Tuesday.

Amber: And pajama day!

Chloe: I love pajama day!  Mommy got us new jammies because she said she's a negligent mother who makes us sleep in t-shirts. 

Kyra: Why are you wearing a scarf on your head?

Chloe: I'm a pirate.

Kyra: You're wearing Rapunzel pajamas.

Chloe: So?

Kyra (glancing at Amber).

Amber (sideline to Kyra): Just go with it...

Amber (to Chloe): You're gorgeous, darling.

Chloe: I'm tough.  I'm a pirate.

Amber: Oh, indeed.  Grr.

(Kyra and Amber share a glance in which they suspect, silently, that Chloe may have taken complete leave of her senses.)

Busy Weekend in Smyrna!

Amber: It was a magical weekend, indeed!  We got to take the day off on Friday to take Kyra to the doctor and then we went shopping, got our pictures taken, bought wings, and packed up to go...

 

 Chloe: ...visit Grams and Grampa!  Grams was all ready for us with this new pool, bubbles, and all sorts of fun things.  We even got to spend the night!

 Kyra: I had fun, too - this lady said that I was the good one.

Chloe and Amber (in unison): WHAT?!

Kyra: Oh, nothing... carry on...

Chloe (rolling eyes): Anyway, we had a blast!  Amber and I love to take all of Grampa's stuff and repurpose it for our own use and he seemed to really be on board with that.

Amber: We also liked using Grams' art supplies...

Chloe: ...yes, we are very creative.

 

Amber: And, whenever Grampa would try to hide from us, we would find him.

Chloe: Yup.  I find that he can't escape if we both sit on him and make him watch Disney, Jr. or Dora.

Amber: Agreed.

Kyra the Prepster

Kyra: My preppy look... what do you think?  Cute, sassy, adorbs... pick your favorite.