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You start out with this cooperative subject and you think there is smooth sailing ahead.

Enter the Red Head and it stands to reason there will be rough waters ahead.

....but I don't want my picture taken.

....I'm seriously out of here.

.....did I hear you say something about a fruit snack?

....talk to the hand, because the ears aren't listening.

.....I really, really don't want to do this.

....are you not listening to me?

...I am seriously over  you at  this point.

Okay fine, one stinking picture.

That town

We live in that town.  That town that doesn't have a single stop light.  That town that has ice cream at the corner store.  That town that you sit on the porch and watch the cars go by.

The red head was having one of her "moments"  she got ice cream in a cup, she didn't want to be fed, she proceeded to squall trying to get her way.

A little Red in the Face

So Monday nights Hadley has her Gym/Cheer class.  This new class is two hours and a little more involved than what she was doing before, but it gets her up and active and she said she wanted to do it.  Wayne usually takes her to class, but he was out of town this past Monday night.  So I left work early, picked the girls up and off we went.  I wasn't sure how it was going to work exactly because I knew Ellison was not going to be contained, but I thought we would watch as much as we could then Ellison and I might go run a few errands and then come back and get Hads.  Five minutes in to class, I can tell something just isn't right, Hadley is putting zero effort in to class, when her teacher notices she produces a leg injury and flops herself to the ground, clutching her leg.  It was all a little too convenient.  She had had a full day of play and just wasn't interested in exerting any more energy.  I was determined to make her watch the class, we endured about 45 minutes of torture before I gave up.  Hadley was laying on the floor like a wet noodle and I kept telling her to sit up, then Ellison proceeds to start screaming her fool head off and beating the mess out of me.  I was LIVID....we storm out of the gym and I vow that she will get some type of exercise this summer, she will not be a couch potato and she will have to push through some discomfort.  Last night I decided we would go running, I expected for her to give me a hard time about it, but she didn't, she wanted to know if she could wear her purple running shoes.  Sure whatever gets you up off the couch.  We got there and I was pleasantly surprised, she ran about 3/4 of a mile with me in the 93 degree heat, before she said she had to stop.  When I asked her if she would be ready to go back tomorrow, she gave me a wide eyed grin, but didn't whine about it.  Here's to a summer of getting up off the COUCH!!!!

Els favorite lovey

Meet BRITBRIT the Pig, named after BritBrit the teacher.  Friday was Ellison's last day at school.  Ms. Brittney got Ellison this lovey and Ellison LOVES it.  She gets mad if anyone touches it.  If she sees it in her bed, she starts whining, she wants her BritBrit.  We have already had to wash her lovey, which didn't make her happy.  She keeps trying to feed it real food, which gets kind of messy.  I know she already misses all her peeps, Wednesday will be her first day with the Manny.  Pray for the state of my house.

Gotta Getta Way

Wayne and I got to go out of town by ourselves this past weekend, GASP!!  The only food I cut at dinner was my own, the only person I had to get in the car was me, the only bag I had to pack was my purse.  It was nice, but it was really quiet and I missed my girls.  We went to Callaway Gardens.  There was a boat ride, some unexpected fishing, good food and a round of golf for Wayne.  I drove the cart.  I may have squealed the tires a few times.  I was getting my $16 worth.  They charged $16 for me to ride in the cart, CRAZY!!!

The view from our breakfast table.