Hand-Me-Downs

Received email from Jax's school- case of flu. So I made her nap before gymnastics. She fell asleep like 20 min before we had to go. Bad. I woke them both up, crying, and forcefully dressed them silently and hauled them to car. Once in car, they were fine. The only way to snap Jax out of a mood is distraction. No use chattin' about it.

Emailed director "Which class?" She responded, "Bc you are pregnant, I will tell you Jackie was exposed." Sweet! So
I of course fwd'd that email to P's mom. We both opted to keep the girls home and have a playdate here instead.

I mentioned to her that Jax is finally solidly in 2T pants but I hate to buy more for 3 months of wear. Today she brought over 2 bags of 2T and 24 mos clothes (for both girls) to borrow til her youngest (now 7 months) needs them. Since they aren't baby clothes, I don't mind the "borrowing" concept. She also asked her friends for boy clothes they are done with and showed up with 5 boxes filled to the brim of boy clothes of all sizes. She is like a clothing angel! She seriously is the shiz. And all of it is super nice stuff. Like, stuff I would never pay for full price. People are so awesome.

So anyway, the Jax and P played play-doh and dolls and "pickle butt" and princess while we sorted through clothes.

Then they left and the girls and I put away and tried on the sweet girl stuff and I am itching for alone time to go thru boy clothes.

Some cute Jackie-isms.

She calls the morning, "morningtime." It is adorbs. "Hilly, wake up! It's morningtime!"

I checked on her a little after I put her to bed last night and saw she had traced her hand on her magna doodle. She said "that is my pinky and that is my stumb." Today while tracing my hand, she said "Move your hand a bit, sweetie."