Back when they would do pretty much whatever I wanted them to. They would pose for me to take fun pictures. Wear whatever I put out for them. I really miss that. Sigh....those days are gone for the most part. However, I love where we are now. The conversations we can have with them now that they are more mature are just so fun. Well, most of the time. We had so much fun together last night. Just hanging out and laughing. Playing Outburst. No stress. Just fun. 
Emily and I went to the see the Richmond Ballet perform Romeo and Juliet today. Emily’s thoughts on Romeo and Juliet:
1. She was reading the synopsis of the acts and got to the end and stated “How stupid! They both die.”
2. We have never been to that theatre before so I got the worst seats possible just to see how far back is too far. Plus I knew this ballet was not going to be the one we would want to spend that much money on. So, I say to Emily: “I wonder what the dancers must be thinking while they are dancing across the stage. How much fun must that be?” And Emily says: “I think they are thinking ‘those poor people sitting way up there at the top didn’t have enough money to get better seats.’” Stinkin’ spoiled brat!!
3. I made the comment that the stairs were very steep getting to our seats. And she said: “Yeah, I think I lost a dress size.”
4. At the end of the play, Emily says: “well, how sweet they die together.” She thought it was sweet because I always say that John and I will have to die on the same day. Well, now, I don’t say it every day all day long, but she’s heard me say it. And to that comment she added sarcastically: “And they all died, unhappily ever after.”
BUT she loved the ballet. She’s a dancer so she really loved all the dancing. I think she was expecting some talking, but all in all she had a ball. Cheap seats and all.
I just could NOT leave these in the store. I don't have any idea where I'll wear them except around in the yard, but I just had to have them. They are so cute! And surprisingly comfortable. And warm. Let me just throw that in BECAUSE I am SO tired of cold weather. And it's only Feb!! Alright, I have to make another post about Emily, time to move on.
I am playing with my new computer and I SHOULD be able to make a post to my blog in a new, more efficient way. I am skeptical. We’ll see.
I don't think I recall saying that I wanted a cat. I remember taking the kids to the pound and looking at kittens. I remember John (and that'd be my husband, John) saying "What about this one?" and then all of the sudden we had a cat. Clyde. He really is a good cat. He really is. He puts up with the kids like a champ and hardly ever fusses about all the things they do to him. BUT.....I'm sure he dances on the kitchen counters when we are not home BECAUSE he has knocked off and broken every glass left on the counters!! We have very few glass glasses left. And I don't want to have to do a glass check every time I leave the house, although I am starting to. Stupid cat! The only revenge I can get is letting the kids pick on him a little. And it is pretty funny to see a cat in a cheerleading outfit, admit it. The bottom pictures are of Clyde in a "home" the kids made for him out a styrofoam cooler. And no, he did not really care for it very much. The dog doesn't really like him. Tolerates him. He may even be scared of Clyde. When the cat is lying on Trooper's bed, he won't make the cat leave. Isn't that weird? 85 pound dog vs 10 pound cat and the cat wins. 
