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Monday, December 11, 2006

Paranoid

So, it snowed today. We weren't home when it finally started to stick and the girls were so excited to go out and play in it a little bit before we went home. They weren't wearing gloves though, so their hands got pretty cold.

When we got into the car Chloe started getting upset about how cold her hands were. She was worried that they were going to turn into ice cubes. But when I say worried, what I really mean is freaked out paranoid crazy screaming worried. When she first said it I sort of brushed her off and told her her hands would warm up just fine because we had the heat on, and that next time she played in the snow we'd remember to put her gloves on.

Yet, she seriously had a conniption fit.

BUT I DIDN'T BRING MY GLOVES AND MY HANDS ARE GOING TO TURN INTO ICE CUBES NOW! THEY REALLY ARE MOMMY! THEY ARE NOT GOING TO BE WARM IN THE CAR!

Okay. How about you just sit on your hands. You know, put them under your bottom and they can warm up that way.

OKAAAAAAY. (Tries to sit on her hands.) MOOOOOOMMMMMMMEEEEEE! I CAN'T DO IT! MY SEAT BELT IS IN THE WAY!!! OH, NEVER MIND, I CAAAAAAAAAAAN.

So, we were saved from the curse of ice cube hands. Until we got home. Then she refused to get out of the car because her hands weren't warm enough yet and it was going to take a really long time so she needed to stay in the car for a while. I explained to her that it was going to get too cold in the car now and why didn't she just come in the house and sit by the fire. Luckily she thought that was a great idea.

She ran into the house clutching her bottom. Hurried and sat in her Barney chair, hands firmly under her seat, while I turned on the fire.

She wouldn't even come eat a cookie in the kitchen since it would require her to move from her very important position. She asked Bria to feed it to her.

And when it was time to go to bed, she made Joel carry her, never moving her hands from her derriere. Climbed into bed that way, prayed that way, gave good night kisses that way. The last thing she said to me was, "I will put gloves on as soon as I wake up, Mommy. Then my hands won't be ice cubes anymore."

And the best part? She never got out of bed once tonight.

4 comments :

  1. OMGoodness, cute story! She sounds funny! My oldest is like that with dates on food and looks at us as if we are about to keel over if we eat a yogurt on it's "date".

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  2. Oh my . . . love that story!! Kids can really get so concerned about things that we just don't understand. My little one gets all concerned when there is anything spilled on the floor (at home, in a store, at a restaurant) and she has to stop right there and frantically sipe it up. OCD, maybe.
    Just love your story. Your girls just sound so sweet!

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  3. You pansy Neves family -- you lived in AZ too long.

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  4. hahaha, you are such a story-teller! love to come by and read, enjoying the news about your girls! and thanks for stopping by my page- Romania changed a lot during these years.

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