In the Cook chateau there is a lot of music - from country, to rap, to kidz tune we love a good beat. We even love The Biebs! Now, don't get me wrong we are not blazing up the thermometer with Bieber fever, we are just keeping' our tunes diversified.
In case you didn't know it, the Cooks also love a good dance off, it is free and highly entertaining. Especially when the somersaults come out and the hubs tight rolls his jeans because a JAM has taken him back to the day.
Lately, our girls have started raising the roof, as soon as they crawl out of bed. This past Sunday was not exception, Cookie wanted to turn on her "jams" first am. This is fine by me, because that gives me approximately ten minutes to get the coffee IV going.
Did I mention that it was 6:30 am on a Sunday morning! Okay, technically it was 7:30 due to the time change but everything is a justifiable big deal to a non-caffeinated mother of two on a Sunday morning, whose body has not adjusted to the time change!
As the girls broke it down, Cookie wanted the video camera rolling aka blackberry. [I am pretty sure the battery on my camcorder has been dead since 2009].
And this is what I got...
...kinda looks like Moo just served her sister with that nice little stare off at the end of her dance.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Say it Loud, Say it Proud
The helmet may not be necessary, but it sure is a nice touch. Take a moment and say it loud, say it proud...
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Martha Daddy
Last Saturday the Hubby and the kiddos bonded while I attended class. After teaching the kids the joy of picking up after themselves, he needed another way to keep them entertained while he weather stripped the backdoor. While the kiddos colored, the hubby went to the garage and put on his Crafty cap and came up with this nifty little crafty idea...
Yep, you guessed it! Homemade pom pom's. All you need is a little weather stripping and duct tape. It is easy to put together too! Simply apply the weather stripping to your backdoor, then cut up the backing of the stripping into little pieces and last but not least wrap the duct tape around the pieces. Wah Lah - a super duper, made with love pom pom, courtesy of my little Martha Daddy!
Cookie cheered for hours. Especially for the pop corn that was popping in this picture.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Cookie Say What?
Recently Cookie was moved up to the older three's classroom in January. Goodbye diddies and hello full time pantie wearing big girl! We are so proud of our Cookie.
Now that she has conquered the potty she has been spending her free time perfecting her little signature phrases. Here are a few of our favorites...
Huh, what you say - Holding her hands out to give it more of a dramatic effect.
That's Gross - Nose raised and eyes squinted.
Busted! - 24/7 regardless of what you are doing, if she can see you then you are busted.
I'm comin - Always followed by a Uggghhh.
Sissy pleaze be quiet - This is usually Saturday morning, when Cookie is in her room trying to sleep. I love that she continues to use her manners and always says please.
I did it, I pooped in the potty, can I go to McDonald's?
Where we going - Holding her hands out and shrugging her shoulders
One Sec - Holding up one finger
Case Stop it - This is usually when her Daddy is tickling her. Yesterday, I heard her say, "Hun it is in here," followed by the Hubby saying, "It's Daddy!"
Can we stay a little ile
I sleepy, five more minutes - followed by go get Sissy up first as she reaches for the covers and pulls them over her head.
Here are a few of her phrases that come with complimentary time outs...
Sissy you are a poopy head
Sissy you not a poopy head you a tee tee head
And then there is this one - The Parent Tester...
Don't tell me what to do - This one is usually when she is tucked away in her room and I am down in my bedroom. Close enough for me to hear, but yet far enough away for her to know that by the time, I have reached her bedroom I have had the chance to cool down.
Yep, with this one, Cookie scores a Major timeout!
In case you are wondering what a major timeout is, well it is the classic - "Go to your room and think about what you just said, march it sister!"
After three minutes in major timeout, you can always find Cookie at the base of the stairs pleading, "Mama, I ready to talk about it." We talk, we hug, we talk some more, we laugh, we talk some more and then all is right in the Cook household.
Oh the life of a Threeanger. You never know what may come out of her precious, sassyfied mouth.
As for Moo and her future catch phrases - the jury is still out! I can say that she does have the word cheese down.
Now that she has conquered the potty she has been spending her free time perfecting her little signature phrases. Here are a few of our favorites...
Huh, what you say - Holding her hands out to give it more of a dramatic effect.
That's Gross - Nose raised and eyes squinted.
Busted! - 24/7 regardless of what you are doing, if she can see you then you are busted.
I'm comin - Always followed by a Uggghhh.
Sissy pleaze be quiet - This is usually Saturday morning, when Cookie is in her room trying to sleep. I love that she continues to use her manners and always says please.
I did it, I pooped in the potty, can I go to McDonald's?
Where we going - Holding her hands out and shrugging her shoulders
One Sec - Holding up one finger
Case Stop it - This is usually when her Daddy is tickling her. Yesterday, I heard her say, "Hun it is in here," followed by the Hubby saying, "It's Daddy!"
Can we stay a little ile
I sleepy, five more minutes - followed by go get Sissy up first as she reaches for the covers and pulls them over her head.
Here are a few of her phrases that come with complimentary time outs...
Sissy you are a poopy head
Sissy you not a poopy head you a tee tee head
And then there is this one - The Parent Tester...
Don't tell me what to do - This one is usually when she is tucked away in her room and I am down in my bedroom. Close enough for me to hear, but yet far enough away for her to know that by the time, I have reached her bedroom I have had the chance to cool down.
Yep, with this one, Cookie scores a Major timeout!
In case you are wondering what a major timeout is, well it is the classic - "Go to your room and think about what you just said, march it sister!"
After three minutes in major timeout, you can always find Cookie at the base of the stairs pleading, "Mama, I ready to talk about it." We talk, we hug, we talk some more, we laugh, we talk some more and then all is right in the Cook household.
Oh the life of a Threeanger. You never know what may come out of her precious, sassyfied mouth.
As for Moo and her future catch phrases - the jury is still out! I can say that she does have the word cheese down.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
There is a Party In My Tummy - So Yummy!
Sometimes all you need is a little Blue Bell (ice cream) to get you through the day!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
False Alarm
Every Saturday when we are in town, I take the girls to get donuts and then we go to spin class. Nothing like stuffing your face with donuts and then torturing yourself with a two hour spin.
Okay truth be told on the whole spin class thing, I would much rather sit on a bike for two hours listening to old school rap then run on a treadmill, burn half the calories and watch another lifetime movie. Besides our Saturday routine is a win win in the Cook household, the hubs gets a little down time, the girls get their bellies full of sugar and I try to build up the confidence to wear skinny jeans (in public). Which by the way I am not a huge fan because the one pair of skinny jeans that I actually do own, really do not make me feel all that skinny.
Now back to this whole false alarm thing...
One particular Saturday we were right on schedule for class. With donuts in hand and one in my belly we made it to class with five minutes to spare. The only downfall on this day was that the air conditioner was out in the spin room. Good thing was that this meant we would burn more calories, but the bad thing was that the woman who insists on wearing full makeup to class wasn't going to be able to keep it on for the whole hour - Poor Thing!
One hour into class, everything was going as planned. Music was pumping and we were all sweating like little pigs, Miss. America was getting frustrated with her mascara that was running down her face and our classroom version of "The Situation" was basically stripped down to his underwear. We are a entertaining bunch, especially when the fire alarm began to go off!
After we all looked around trying to figure out what was going on, I popped off my bike and went straight for the kiddos. When I got to the room with a trail of sweat behind me, one of the teachers informed me that a child had pulled the alarm. I quickly asked, "which one"? She stated that it was the little girl in the pink, but I could not see my kiddos anywhere near the alarm. So, I walked back to class and sighed with relief that it wasn't my little angels.
But just as I was about to get on my bike I realized that Cookie was in head to toe pink. I quickly gathered my things amongst all of the chaos and went after the girls. As I was putting Cookie's shoes on her teacher approached me and stated that indeed it was Cookie that pulled the fire alarm! Ugghhh, my heart sank, because my little Miss. Honesty not only pulled the fire alarm, she also lied to me when I asked if it was her.
Before leaving I took Cookie over to the fire alarm and sternly stated that we do not pull the fire alarm. Only when there is a fire.
Luckily I managed to get the girls in the car before the fire trucks arrived. As you can imagine there was a huge lesson in all of this for Cookie. As we drove home it was dead silence. Not a word, was spoken! Even Moo could sense the lesson Cookie was about to learn.
When we arrived home, Cookie went straight to her room and didn't even look at her Daddy. The hubby said, "honey, what is wrong with Cookie?" All I could say was, "She shut the place down!"
After explaining the story we both went to talk to her. The next day we ventured out to run a few errands. Before getting out the car for the first stop we asked Cookie what she shouldn't do while we are the store. Her response...
...Don't make a mess, don't throw a tantrum, tell Mommy or Daddy if you have to go to the bathroom, don't pull the fire alarm and don't lie to your mommy.
Poor thing if we make her list any longer, we will never make it into the store. But by dern she learned that lesson. Of course it was at the expense of the entire LA Fitness gym, but she got it.
So next time you see Cookie, feel free to ask her what she shouldn't do while at the Gym. Chances are (fingers crossed) she will say, "Don't pull the Fire Alarm!"
She is cute, she is sweet but beware this precious little thing isn't all that innocent.
Happy New Year to everyone, ours is off to a blazing good start.
Okay truth be told on the whole spin class thing, I would much rather sit on a bike for two hours listening to old school rap then run on a treadmill, burn half the calories and watch another lifetime movie. Besides our Saturday routine is a win win in the Cook household, the hubs gets a little down time, the girls get their bellies full of sugar and I try to build up the confidence to wear skinny jeans (in public). Which by the way I am not a huge fan because the one pair of skinny jeans that I actually do own, really do not make me feel all that skinny.
Now back to this whole false alarm thing...
One particular Saturday we were right on schedule for class. With donuts in hand and one in my belly we made it to class with five minutes to spare. The only downfall on this day was that the air conditioner was out in the spin room. Good thing was that this meant we would burn more calories, but the bad thing was that the woman who insists on wearing full makeup to class wasn't going to be able to keep it on for the whole hour - Poor Thing!
One hour into class, everything was going as planned. Music was pumping and we were all sweating like little pigs, Miss. America was getting frustrated with her mascara that was running down her face and our classroom version of "The Situation" was basically stripped down to his underwear. We are a entertaining bunch, especially when the fire alarm began to go off!
After we all looked around trying to figure out what was going on, I popped off my bike and went straight for the kiddos. When I got to the room with a trail of sweat behind me, one of the teachers informed me that a child had pulled the alarm. I quickly asked, "which one"? She stated that it was the little girl in the pink, but I could not see my kiddos anywhere near the alarm. So, I walked back to class and sighed with relief that it wasn't my little angels.
But just as I was about to get on my bike I realized that Cookie was in head to toe pink. I quickly gathered my things amongst all of the chaos and went after the girls. As I was putting Cookie's shoes on her teacher approached me and stated that indeed it was Cookie that pulled the fire alarm! Ugghhh, my heart sank, because my little Miss. Honesty not only pulled the fire alarm, she also lied to me when I asked if it was her.
Before leaving I took Cookie over to the fire alarm and sternly stated that we do not pull the fire alarm. Only when there is a fire.
Luckily I managed to get the girls in the car before the fire trucks arrived. As you can imagine there was a huge lesson in all of this for Cookie. As we drove home it was dead silence. Not a word, was spoken! Even Moo could sense the lesson Cookie was about to learn.
When we arrived home, Cookie went straight to her room and didn't even look at her Daddy. The hubby said, "honey, what is wrong with Cookie?" All I could say was, "She shut the place down!"
After explaining the story we both went to talk to her. The next day we ventured out to run a few errands. Before getting out the car for the first stop we asked Cookie what she shouldn't do while we are the store. Her response...
...Don't make a mess, don't throw a tantrum, tell Mommy or Daddy if you have to go to the bathroom, don't pull the fire alarm and don't lie to your mommy.
Poor thing if we make her list any longer, we will never make it into the store. But by dern she learned that lesson. Of course it was at the expense of the entire LA Fitness gym, but she got it.
So next time you see Cookie, feel free to ask her what she shouldn't do while at the Gym. Chances are (fingers crossed) she will say, "Don't pull the Fire Alarm!"
She is cute, she is sweet but beware this precious little thing isn't all that innocent.
Happy New Year to everyone, ours is off to a blazing good start.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Greetings From the North Pole
Dear Cookie - I have been talking to Buddy the elf everyday and he has been keeping me up to date on your behavior. Since you have been so good I wanted to send you a quick message from the North Pole.
And one more thing Cookie - Santa is very proud of your progress on the potty! You will always be successful if always give it your best try. Remember what Mommy always says, "Can't Never Could."
Take care of our Buddy. We miss him at the North Pole and cannot wait to see him on Christmas Eve. But remember please do not touch him and you must be in bed on Christmas Eve in order to Santa to arrive. We love you very much and kiss your Sissy for us!
XOXO Santa
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