One of her first attempts at self-accessorizing. She wore my hat around for days. Numero Uno:
Isabel has a very keen sense of fashion and LOVES to dress herself. I hear that Aunty Abbie was also a big fashionista from an early age. Isabel also has a penchant for liberally using words she likes but whose meaning she does not even know.
In the dressing room at The Children's Place:
Me: "Oh, sorry Issy that skirt is too short and they don't have it in your size. Let's try these pants on instead. It's okay, you can wear pants to your birthday party this year--that way it will be easier to jump around an play with your friends!" (Please note that this is me trying to head off a meltdown that could very easily occur over the mere prospect of not being able to wear a skirt or dress for a special occasion.)
Isabel: "Aaaaargggh. Okay mom. I'll try them on but only over my tights."
Me: "That's fine Isabel."
We get the pants on and she stands there examining herself from all angles.
Isabel: "Mom, I don't really like these."
Me: "Why not?"
Isabel: "Because, they're....well, they're just....they're just so...you know...FAMOUS. Mom, they are just so FAMOUS." (Note that this is said with complete disgust in her voice.)
Me (trying not to laugh): "Oh really? And what does the word 'famous' mean honey?"
Isabel: "Oh, you know Mom! It just means like tight and pants and tight and kind of like...pants."
SIGH. For those who are interested, we got the pants. :)
Numero Dos:
Earlier this week, my lovely dad was nice enough to watch my kids in the middle of the day for a bit so I could attend a funeral. My dad works from home and is on important conference call after important conference call all day long. It turned out that my niece was also sick that day and had to stay home. So, poor grandpa was running a daycare while trying to continue with his busy day at work. He told me everything went fine "but they ate corndogs for lunch" because he was so swamped. :) Funny because many of you know my distaste for hot dogs and, thus, corn dogs. Seriously, BARF. My kids thought the corn dogs were an awesome and tasty treat, as they always do.
Yesterday in the car, Isabel says "Hey Mom, tonight for dinner can we have corn on a dog?" I started to giggle and then she started to laugh and said "Oh Mom! I mean can we have corn on THE dog?". :)
11 comments:
Tell Issy Cousin Jessica's pants are always FAMOUS because she enjoys her own desserts a little too much.
I'm laughing about Isabel.....and you seriously hate hot dogs? Is it because you know what is REALLY in them? Weinerschnitzel chili dogs are the best!! :) Will you allow them to once again taste a corn on the dog?
She and Brooke would get along fabulously. Our morning routine includes her insisting on wearing a skirt to the gym and my refusal. We finally solved the problem by making her wear leggings or the skirts with shorts underneath.
Problem is, I have to go buy these things because my other girls always liked to wear pants!
What in the world am I going to do with all of the hand-me-down jeans from C & E? I don't know if Issy would think they are FAMOUS enough.
A woman after my own likeness. My pants are pretty famous too. Issy, let's have a fashion show. No corn on the dogs allowed though. They are the worst things ever invented.
That girl! I love little girls. They're the best!
Yes, Abbie was a fabulous dresser. Any vague clothing item was fair game. She made great use of the long shirts with stretch pants and the stretch belts ((what were they called?)
Melissa was the fabulous hair stylist - her's and anyone else who would put up with the pulling and tugging.
It's a girl thing I guess. That is so funny and so Famous!! HE HE!! The corn on the dog is great. Gota love kids.
K your kids are super cute and funny! I am still waiting for the Bday party post???? No pressure ;)
I am totally stocking your blog waiting to see those famous jeans she wore to her party! LOL!
What a funny girl!! Gotta love them! Unfortunately my pants are a little too FAMOUS too! How was their birthday? Waiting to see those 'famous' pants on her!
Erin, I've enjoyed your blog so much that I had to come out. I was feeling guilty giggling at all the Milo and Isabel stories. Please keep them coming. And don't worry, I'm not sketchy -- just ask Abbie. I think she would approve of me.
:) Kaci
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