QUACK!!! Goes the Chloe...

There are times in our lives where everything seems to fall right into place and when everything runs smoothly. Those times are to be cherrished... because around here they are rare. Not that I'm complaining- I love our wacky routine with all the ups and downs and chaos and sanity diminishing moments. I wouldn't change any of it for anything. And if your life is too boring or put together- just let me know and I will lend you Chloe!

Now, I know that children can say and do the funniest and weirdest stuff... but I think my Chloe takes the cake. I know that most of you have heard me call my kids "weird", "nutsos", and many other things along those lines as terms of endearment. You should be cautioned, however, that no matter how endearing those terms are meant to be... they are 100% factual. For the purposes of this blog and to keep it shorter than a novel, I will only use Chloe as an example and leave many many many things out. Enjoy the lesson-

I guess it must have started when I was younger and decided to drive my parents so crazy that my dad decided to make his wish for me to have a daughter exactly like me. Well, God remembered his wish and decided to grant it- hence Chloe.

I believe that the first weird thing that she ever did was to decide that she loved to lick people- especially on their feet. For the longest time we had to watch where she was crawling and keep our feet up so we would not get licked. It made for an interesting ice breaker when we had company- that's for sure! Then she decided that she no longer wanted to wear clothes- which is normal for a little kid- but that she did want to put stickers in certain places. Needless to say we had to hide the stickers. The no clothes thing became more interesting when we went shopping, usually at Walmart (our home away from home as my mom likes to put it). Chloe would be sitting in the seat at the front of the cart with her legs in the holes while we shopped and if we took our eyes off of her, she would be completely naked and we would have to search the store for all her clothes. Unfortunately, when she got older she decided to tell anyone who would listen to her while we were shopping "my mommy beats me", which could have become a problem if people around here didn't know me so well.

Now, those are just some background stories.... here is the most recent.

My daughter moos and quacks. It started with the quacking at random times throughout the day. She would pretend she was a duck all the time and quack her answers. I thought it was really cute, but made her ask me in people's language (if I said english she would tell me that she was quacking in english). The quacking stopped for a week, and then the mooing began. So, now my daughter moos randomly at people and answers your questions mooing. However, if something scares her she will quack out of habbit as her first reaction.

The other night Jared and I made a deal that if he went to the gas station to get sodas and chapstick, I would iron his uniform. I got the ironing board out while Jared was putting on his shoes. By this time it was late at night and the kids had been in bed for quite a while. Jared and I were talking when I opened the ironing board up. The board made a horrible squealing creaking noise...and from Chloe's room came "QUACK!". We both laughed until it hurt to breathe.

So, there you have it. Part of my wacky, quacky world. It might not be as polished as some, but is suits us well. But if any of you tell me how bored you are while Jared is ever away- I'm sending Chloe to you. Fair warning!