We took a quick weekend trip to Hilton Head to celebrate Dad's 60th birthday. I just posted new pictures on Flickr. We brought Jenny and Reagan's friend, Brittan, with us, and they all had a great time.
Here's the funniest Reagan story from the weekend. She and Mom went to the bathroom at the beach this morning, and they were gone quite a while. When Mom got back, I asked what went on while they were gone. Here's what I remember from Mom's story of the conversation.
Reagan: You know what I wish? Mom: What? Reagan: I wish you were my mom and Pi-pa was my dad. Mom: What about your mom and dad? Reagan: Hmmm. You know what I wish? Mom: What? Reagan: My mom can marry you, and my dad can marry Pi-pa. Mom: That doesn't really make sense. Reagan: Well, my mom can dress up like a man, and my dad can dress up like a lady, and then we'll have a big wedding! And then we'll all live together.
We had a fun and eventful weekend celebrating Jenny's 7th birthday, and the pictures are finally on Flickr to prove it.
Jo-Jo arrived on Thursday evening, so the celebrating started early. The girls love having her visit and being spoiled.
Friday morning, Jenny got up to start her big day.
She's still looking a little rough at this point, but she was ready for her day. She got a little mad because I told her that she wasn't really 7 until about 6:30 that night because that's the time of day she was born. She acted like I stole her birthday when I told her that, but we were able to move on. We stopped on the way to school to pick up cupcakes so she could celebrate with her class.
Jo-Jo picked her up so she could get started early on her birthday evening. She invited her friend Elise to spend the night, and since Elise is 9 years old, she felt very cool. They ate junk food, played on the Wii, fixed hair, painted fingernails and stayed up until midnight. A perfect sleepover. And I continued to prove that I'm so much better than them at Dance Dance Revolution, which is definitely my favorite Wii game.
On Saturday, we got up and went to get bagels for breakfast - cinnamon sugar with strawberry cream cheese is Jenny's new favorite breakfast. Then we had her actual birthday party at her gymnastics place. They got to do cool stuff like jump in a pit filled with foam blocks, play with a giant parachute (like from elementary school!), play in a giant inflatable and on gymnastics equipment, then get gold medals and eat cake! It was lots of fun - and then we got to come home and open all the presents and relax.
She finished the exciting birthday weekend by returning one of her gifts at Target on Sunday. She was so excited to go up to the customer service counter and tell them she wanted to "inschange" a present she didn't want. Then they gave her a little giftcard to spend and she got 4 things for the one she exchanged. And we went to the used book store so they could spend some of my credit - it was just amusing because Jenny got tons of little girl chapter books like Mary-Kate and Ashley mysteries and Lizzie McGuire stories, and Reagan got a whole bunch of science kinds of books.
And that was pretty much the end of the fun. It obviously wasn't enough for Jenny because she did cry yesterday when I said that I didn't want to go to Olive Garden for dinner like she wanted - she just wanted to do that one thing for her birthday. As opposed to the 10 other things we did just for her birthday.
This is a quick video of the girls doing a cow racing game on the Wii the first night we got it. Jenny is just silently playing the game, though she does move around a bit, and Reagan is yelling lots of crazy things, and possibly swearing - I can't really tell.
I can't even come up with a better subject than just Reagan because there's just not anything else to say. Here are two little gems from this weekend.
One is from a few minutes ago - "Girls shouldn't hit their moms or call them bitches, right?"
I said that was right.
And one from a couple nights ago. She came in our room after we were all in bad to ask what kinds of things are bad for you. Lee told her that alcohol and drugs are bad for you. Reagan's response - "I'm definitely not eating alcohol or drugs because they're driving me crazy and dragging me everywhere." I laughed for so long at that one.
We gave Jenny her Wii for her birthday a few days early on Thursday, so she's playing it constantly (maybe I am, too). She's made Miis for just about everyone she can think of (I hope), and I think it's funny that she actually recognizes each of them when they pop up even though half of them look the same. Then she uses various Miis to play all the different games to see what they're good at - she really believes that each individual Mii has skill, and that it has nothing to do with her play. I think we're definitely going to have a lot of fun with the Wii.
When we were on the way to school this morning, the new Cheetah Girls song came on Radio Disney. I hadn't heard it before, but I thought maybe it was old. There's a new Cheetah Girls movie coming on next month, and it's set in India. Jenny told me that this song was the new one, and she knew. She said, "Can't you hear how it sounds Indian instead of like hip-hop?" I didn't know she knew the difference.
Jenny's also unreasonably excited about the fact that she got an early birthday gift yesterday from someone who won't be in town for her party. It's a little High School Musical bra and panties set, and she just can't believe that she has her own bra. She's decided she's old enough and is going to wear it every day now. We had lots of discussions about this last night, which just caused Reagan to say she was glad we were having a "boob talk."
You guys might want to remember this post in a few weeks. We were just heading out to attempt to play a little tennis with the girls, and we had the following conversation in the car:
Jenny: Mommy, do you just want to have regular girls or girls who have superpowers so you can have everything you want?
Me: Well, I guess I'd want you to have the superpowers. Is this something I need to really think about? Do you really think you'll be getting superpowers soon?
Jenny: Yes, in three weeks.
Me: Oh. So what will your superpower be?
Jenny: I will be able to get people to do anything I say. So if we're in a store and I want something, I'll be able to get them to give it to us.
Me: So you plan to use your superpowers for evil to steal from stores?
Jenny: Um, yeah, I guess so. And money! We can get people to give us money so we'll be rich.
We talked about that for a little bit and how she might want to have some other power.
Jenny: Oh, I know what I'd want instead. I'd want to be able to read people's minds. Then I'd be able to see if Brianna was mad at me because sometimes I think she is, but I'm really not sure, but I'd know if I could read her mind.
Me and Lee: Oh, Jenny.
Reagan kept saying that she was also going to have whatever superpower Jenny said she was going to have, which really made Jenny mad because she's selfish with her superpowers. I felt like it probably wasn't an issue we'd really have to deal with.
Jenny just informed me that this has been one of the worst days of her entire life because it's been the most painful day of her entire life. And it's close to her birthday (that's what she said, not me). She has her first case of swimmer's ear, and it has been rough (for me). She has two hour windows about half an hour after taking Tylenol when she feels okay, and spends the other two hours really sadly crying about her ear pain. I let her stay home today, and stupidly let Reagan stay home, too. I was hoping we'd all get some sleep since we were up most of the night - Reagan because she's crazy and never sleeps, and Jenny because she kept waking up in pain. But that didn't happen, so hopefully we're off to bed shortly once Lee finishes watching Star Wars: Episode II for the trillionth time.
Reagan also told me earlier that she had the worst day ever because Brittan fell in love with Noah today. Those are a couple of her friends. First of all, I don't think it's true. Second, I don't think she should care unless she's in love with Noah (or Brittan) also. But no one can ever really understand what Reagan's thinking.
We had long detailed discussions about Hellboy last night because we saw a preview for the movie. She asked a lot of questions about his horns, and some other funny things. What made it even funnier was that she called him "Ellboy" the entire time, like she's British.
Maybe we'll be back to normal life tomorrow! If there is such a thing.
