I am freaking out!




Two peas in a pod

 

Summer goes to bed pretty easily at night now that we have a night night routine which includes both Steven and me each participating in our specific roles that our little Sassy Sue instructs us each and every night.  Well one night, she was especially fussy crying out and just not settling down.  So we both go in there to try and get our little princess to calm down and get some sleep.  When we asked her what was wrong she said "I am FREAKING out in here, I am just FREAKING out...DUDE I am freaking out in here!"  Well, I hid my laughter and asked her Summer, where did you hear that phrase?  Her response...DADDY.

Nice. Real Freaking Nice.

You turned my hair black

I haven't blogged in an eternity, but now that Summer has the flu paired with ear infections in both ears, it appears I will be homebound for the week with nothing else to do but lysol, bleach and blog:)  Here's a few "Summerism" for your reading enjoyment.



Looks black to me:)



The other morning Summer was standing on her stool in front of the mirror and I was applying her detangling spray to aide in the taming of the Rod Steward look of her hair.  As I sprayed the liquid into her hair, it darkened its appearance as everone's hair is darker when wet...Well she started screaming hysterically and yelling at the top of her lungs "YOU TURNED MY HAIR BLACK, YOU TURNED MY HAIR BLACK!"  "I WANT MY YELLOW HAIR BACK RIGHT NOW."  Well, I thought this was the most hilarious thing and assured her that all would return to it's natural color when her hair dried.  This was not the answer she wanted to hear...Needless to say, we go the blow dryer out.