Abby says...

I promise, I'm working on a good update with pictures and such. It's coming, I promise....
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Last night, Zac and I were talking with Abby about Jesus and similar topics. She is giving a talk in Primary this Sunday and her topic is "The Holy Ghost testifies of the truth of all things." Here are a few highlights:

Us: "When we're nice and make good choices, the Holy Ghost and Jesus can be with us. They help us choose the right."
Abby: "But Jesus can't come into our house because he's too big."


A: "Does Jesus have a dog?"


A: "Does Jesus live with His mom and dad? He lives at the temple."

My crazy kid...

My dad made pancakes for breakfast this morning. While Abby was waiting for breakfast to be ready, she started telling stories. You never know what's going to come out....

Today she was telling us about the 'owie' on her knee. (Until this point, I was unaware that she had one. But I digress...) She informed me that she got the owie, "While I was playing on the roof and I fell off."

WHAT???

"But I was ok because Daddy catched me."

Obviously not, if she got an owie. But, anyway. The story went on but these were definitely the highlights. Stay tuned for the next installment of My Crazy Kid. LOL

Abby says...

Thursday morning, I was in the kitchen with Abby trying to figure out what she wanted for breakfast. (This can be a long process-she'll eat just about anything but can be indecisive.) Zac came in and told her she didn't get breakfast - she had to get a job. He kept teasing her, telling her she was going to be the fry cook at McDonalds; just picking at her. She was laughing at him and saying, "Noooo, Daddy. I don't have to get a job." When he walked away to finish getting ready for work, she looked at me, rolled her eyes and said, "Uggghh. Daddy makes me crazy!!"

I laughed my butt off, let me tell you....

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This morning, Zac was teasing her (can you see a recurring theme here?) about something. She looked at him and said, "Buzz off, Daddy!"

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She looks like me and acts like me - it's a scary thing, really....

My little smarty-pants....

Zac's dad, Rick, was in SLC last week for a business conference. Of course, he spent a good chunk of his free time out here to see the grandbabies. Our kids tend to make things interesting, as all of my blog readers should know. :)

Last night, Rick and Zac were going to pick up some take out for dinner, since none of us were feeling up to par. Abby, of course, wanted to tag along. As they were driving, they passed a 7 Eleven; Abby calls 7 Eleven "The Slurpee store." Abby said she wanted a Slurpee, as she usually does. Rick reminded her that she didn't want to spoil her dinner. Without batting an eye, Abby replied,

"But, Pawpaw, a Slurpee is just a drink."


We're in big trouble when this girl hits her teenage years. :/

City girl

My dad made breakfast on Saturday morning before we went to watch my little nephew, Garrett, play football. Here's the conversation:

Grampa: "Abby, where do eggs come from?"

Abby: "Wal-Mart."

Oh, gracious. What a little city girl! :)

Doctor Abby and chubby babies

This morning when Mom was helping me clean my incision (no more packing - yea!!) Abby said, "Wait, I go get my doctor stuff..." and ran to get her doctor kit that she got for her birthday. While Mom cleaned my incision, Abby proceeded to listen to my heart, check my ears and check my eyes. Everything looked good except for one small "owie" on my eye. LOL She was cracking me up!!

This afternoon we took the babies in for another weight check. I was pretty sure that they were doing fine but just wanted to be sure. They came in at a whopping 9 lbs, 13 oz (Cami) and 9 lbs, 6 oz (Emma). My growing baby girls!!

Oh and just for the record - we weighed Abby a couple of weeks ago at the babies' appointment and she weighs 35 lbs....another growing girl!

Abby says...

After a rough day at the Elliott house....


Abby: "Mommy, what's wrong?"

Me: "I just need you to follow directions, Abby."

Abby: "It's ok, Mommy. I don't like to follow directions."


Ugh. And that would be the problem. :)

Abby says....

We've been doing a combo nursing/pumping/bottles to feed the babies. A few formula bottles, but mostly breast milk in one way or another. Seeing me nurse has been interesting for Abby and has brought up some fun conversations. :)

This afternoon, I was getting everything set up on the kitchen table so I could pump and Abby came to sit in the chair next to me. I was just getting started when she pulled up her shirt, looked at her chest and said, "Mommy, I need to pump my boobs and get milk for my babies." Mom and I just about fell over trying not to laugh....

Ragamuffin....

Tonight we were getting ready to take Zac some dinner and I was trying to tell Abby to wipe her face and let me fix her hair. Here's the conversation:

Me: "Abby, you look like a ragamuffin."

Abby: "No, Mommy. I'm not a muffin, I'm just a doughnut."

Oooooh my goodness.....this child keeps me laughing......

Abby says...

During our scripture study/prayer time tonight, we talked about how Heavenly Father gave us our bodies, including our brains. We talked about how we should go to school and study to use our brains and get smart. Abby's thoughts on the whole thing?

"Yeah, we get smart and ask for canney (candy) from the Easser Bunny."

Huh? Not quite the spiritual discussion we'd hoped for, but Abby always manages to amuse us....

Silly girl...

Abby and I spent this morning running errands. We were getting out of the car at Best Buy and somebody's car beeped when it locked. Here's the conversation:

Abby: "What's that beep?"

Me: "Somebody locked their car."

Abby: "And their car beeped?"

Me: "Yup."

Abby: "Oh. That sounds serious."

I thought it was hilarious....maybe you had to be there? :)

Catching up...

I have a lot of blogging topics going through my head, but have yet to sit down and compose the posts. So, I'll just update you on a couple of Abby's latest, crazy things.

**When I have to pick her up because she's not acting right, not holding hands, etc, she will start to yell, "No Mommy, I got bears in my tummy! Weave me awone!" I have no clue where this came from. She has been told several times that she can't jump on me because I have babies in my tummy - maybe she put her own twist on it. Smart little thing. :) The funniest/worst part is that she YELLS it...in the grocery store, in the library, in church...she's not partial.

**This one might not make much sense if you're not LDS. (side note: We believe that worthy priesthood holders can administer blessings to the sick and others in need.) Abby has received a few blessings from Zac and I guess they made quite an impression on her. The other day, I kind of yelped a little when my back caught as I was sitting down. She ran over and said, "Mommy, what's wrong?" I told her I was fine, that my back just hurt a little. She put her hands on my head and said, "Heavenly Father, thank you this day. Amen. You feel better now, Mommy?" Strangely, I did. :)

**I've been trying to put Abby's hand on my belly when the babies are moving. So far, I don't think she's really felt anything strong enough to understand what's going on. The other day, we were sitting on the couch together and dinner time was approaching. Abby was sitting on my lap and my stomach growled. She looked at me and said, "Mommy, I hear the babies!"

**Her new favorite conversation starter, whether during the day or at 4:00am is to remind us, "My birthday August. We have party cake with party hats and bwoons and PRESENTS!!"

And last, but not least...

**I've been trying to teach her about introducting herself to other kids at the park. I've been telling her that if she sees someone she wants to play with, she should say, "Hi, I'm Abby. Do you want to play?" or something along those lines. Last week we were at the park and she went up to a little girl about her age. I couldn't hear everything she said, I only caught the "My Mommy says..." The other girl's mom smiled and kind of laughed. I must have had a questioning look on my face because she filled me in on what Abby had said.

"My mommy said I need to take a bath."

Not quite what I'd had in mind for an introductory statement, but hey....we're working on it. :)

Abby says...

Today when we pulled up in the parking lot at church, this conversation was going on in our van:

Abby: "Mommy, Jesus hurt himself."
Me: "Uh oh, what happened?"
Abby: "He hurt his head."
Me: "Oh. Is he better now?"
Abby: "Yup, Heavenly Father make it better. Heavenly Father and Jesus love me."

Too cute. A nice way to start Mother's Day, knowing that she's thinking about Heavenly Father and Jesus. And then tonight, she put similar words to 'music' while holding the hymnal open and singing a song she made up. We're creating a future Grammy winner. :)