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I am really terrible at keeping a journal and although I love to scrapbook who has the time? I also have a really bad memory a lot of the time, so blogging is my way of recording our silly adventures as a family.  This is only in here so that I remember our silly conversation. Yesterday Abbie and I were walking through the neighborhood. As we were talking she looked over at her friends back yard and said "their back yard is so nice, what the hell?!"  What?  Did I just hear what I thought I heard? I found it horrifying and very humorous at the same time.  As a good parent would I tried soooo hard to keep a straight face, get down at eye level and tell her that she should not be talking that way.  But, I failed.  I just couldn't hold it in. Two seconds ago we were talking about flowers and her school friends and bam she completely caught me off guard. When I told her that she was saying a bad word she looked at me like I was crazy. I just wonder how many times she's used the phrase before I heard her saying it. 

Later that day we took a trip the Spaghetti Factory.  All was well until our meal came.  Right then our sweet little Aliza leaned over the bench and belched really loud into the neighboring table. I know she didn't mean to, but whose kids are these?  The ladies in the neighboring bench were not impressed. That was followed by Abbie accidentally taking a big sip of Aliza's milk and it making her sick to her stomach and she was dry heaving.  Then the milk was spilled all over the floor, and  during all of this Abbie felt like she was going to throw up.  Avery shout's out loudly "someone get her a big bowl." Aliza then is doing everything she can to not sit in her chair and continues to peek over to those nice friendly ladies next to us.  Who doesn't want to play peek a boo with a two year old you don't know during a meal?  I'm sure they were just wanting us to leave.  Really, our kids are not bad.  In fact the other day I was thinking that it was getting so much easier to go out and do things. They are well behaved most of the time. I think we were just having an off day (I hope). We left that poor restaurant in such a mess. Whose kids are these anyway?