It's Friday!!

and I am oh so thrilled! That means if I can just get Emma to sleep in a teensy bit.. I can get some extra zzz's. sweet! I love not having to wake up miss Ariel and rush around trying to get her to wake up, get dressed, get things together, and rush out the door. I love my weekends. Love them, love them, love them! I'm already counting down to spring break. Just a couple more weeks!

Let me tell you a story. Because I'm in the mood to tell a story. It's funny (at least I think so. Others may think I'm a cruel mama but you can think what you want). I have given Clarity AKA Krill... another nickname. As if she needed anymore.. but anyhow. She is now my Chicken Little. Why? Because she constantly seems afraid of something. Mainly three things. Giants, monsters, and ghosts. At night she is afraid of these under the bed, in the closet, in the bathroom. However she is always afraid of our staircase. Day, night, it doesn't matter. There is a giant at the bottom of the staircase that tries to get her (she just informed her daddy & myself he lives in the laundry room which just happens to be to the right of the bottom of the stairs). She will not go down it alone and she will not be downstairs alone. Poor chicken little. So this is a conversation we had today:

Her: Mama I thirsty...
Me: Well go on downstairs and get your drink
Her: But mama.. you have to come
Me: Why?
Her: Because I afraid!
Me: aww are you my chicken Little?
Her: uh huh. I your chicken Little. No wait. I your chicken big!

That just cracked me up. She's a trip! Of course Jesse & I have tried over and over to convince her we have no giants, monsters or ghosts in our home. She doesn't believe us. It doesn't help that we have Ariel telling her the opposite. She loves to see Clarity freak out. Ahhh... sisterly love!