a funny story

So the other day, Estelle comes running into the room SCREAMING and crying.

"What's wrong Estelle?" asks I

"Camille hit me with a blanky" she sniffles.

So off we go to the bedroom.

"Camille!" I yell. "Why did you hit your sister?"

Through the tears of her own (everything is the end of Camille's world) she cries "Sissy threw my baby!". Any of you who know Camille know that she was wailing as if she almost lost an arm.

So, as seriously as possible I make them kiss and make up. Estelle is over it, but Camille is dying. She is crying so hard she can't even give Estelle a hug. Estelle has to wrap her arms around her and hold her like a little mama. It's pretty cute. Camille is still hyperventelating when I ask:

"Camille, do you want sissy to go bybye? Should I take her away?" "Do you want to play by yourself?"

And says a sniffling Camille, in a pathetic whimper "no."

"Are you sure? you want sissy here? You love her?"

"yes."

And so affirms my belief that all through the fighting and yelling and screaming, they really can't live without each other.

Disneyland

I know I have been horrible about this. I really need to set it as a priority. Perhaps today will be the day that my world changes and I become an avid blogger :). I just wanted to post some photos of our Disneyland trip this year. This was the first year that Jeremy's parents took us instead of mine. It was very cool, it was also the first year that both of the kids were so excited and into it! Camille was elated to meet Tigger and Pooh, as you can see. They both really loved the rides as well, though some of the proved too scary for their two and three year old brains to wrap around. They officially woke up at 6:30, took about a 20 minute nap and didn't get to bed until around 10:30 and they were fine! My kids surprise me sometimes - they can't sit for 10 minutes at dinner with us without climbing over the tables and chairs and destroying everything in their paths, but when I expect them to be at their worst and totally melt they completely pull through as perfect as angels. Kids. What gives?