Miracles of Life and other random things

I have a work-out video made by some very earthy people. The beginning and end are filled with yoga-like breathing and talk about "fire" and "energy" and the like. I may make fun of it now and then, but I like the work-out all right. It's the video I do every Tues. and Thurs. At the end of it, I'm supposed to "cup your hands, six inches in front of your heart, and imagine all the miracles of Life flowing out of your cup." It's pretty corny dialogue, but what makes me laugh is how my girls like to come and pretend to eat my miracles of life. The first time I did it, L came over and pretended to pick something out of my cup and eat it. I laughed and asked if she was eating my miracles of life, which made S notice what was going on. Now I can't finish the video without having all my miracles of life eaten ... by my own two miracles of life!

S watched L get her hair put up the other day, and she was so upset she couldn't have a ponytail. It was so pathetic, I had to give it a try.



Okay, so they look somewhat silly, but they make her so happy to have ponytails just like L!



If I were an Indian, my name would be: She-who-throws-the-tupperware-into-the-cupboard-and-shuts-it-quickly-before-it-falls-back-out. It's a mouthful, but it's the truth. See, I let the girls play in my kitchen cabinets (at least the ones on the ground where they can reach them). If I want to make sure the girls play in them, I can organize them. Even if I do it while they're napping, they somehow sense the decrease in chaos, and they'll immediately play with them upon waking up. So, I don't bother anymore. My tupperware cabinet, my pots and pans, my baking supplies, they're all a mess. C was watching me clean out the dishwasher the other day and saw me toss the tupperware into the cabinet and slam the door closed, only to hear the resulting crash moments later. He laughed at me and asked, "Did you really just throw it in and shut the door really fast before it fell out?" "Yes, I did," I told him, and proceeded to do it again with my clean pots and pans. "And until my girls stop playing in my cabinets and I can organize them and have them stay that way, I will do it again and again ..."