Snail Farms

I decided to let Faye & Daisy try their luck with a snail farm. They sure love playing with those slimy things. I was really hesitant once they let them out on my kitchen table.

Faye sure had fun deciding who was the Mommy, Daddy, grandmas, papas, uncles, aunts, cousins, friends, etc.

At first, Daisy was worried they were going to get her, or fall off the table, or escape. She would squeal every time one moved, but she did warm up enough to touch a "baby" snail.
After that she started naming them: "Carter" (a good friend), "Wiz-a-bif" (Elizabeth-all the baby snails), and that was about as far as she got.

I do have to say that it has a sad ending. The girls ended up killing their snails--not viciously. Between running with their farms, an occasion drop every 1 minute, Lizzy trying to pick them apart, and Mommy's lack of skills with care-taking (snails, anyway), they didn't really stand much of a chance. I quietly disposed of them, so the girls would not be heart-broken.:)

Darling Daughters

Our girls are so much fun!! They are a joy to watch and a joy to eachother (most of the time:). They each have their own distinct personalities that add so much to our family.
We had a cold day once upon a time, so I made sure to get a picture of the girls before we went out to play in it (I couldn't miss the opportunity).
Lizzy giving "abba's" to Daddy. Lucky (and wet) Daddy!
There has been a topic that is often discussed in our home, and that is "mouth size." B will often brag about how I can fit my whole hand in my mouth and how Daisy's teeth "have plenty of room to grow in there"--according to her dentist. So here we are: No we are not snakes, but it has been wondered if our jaws can dislocate when we attempt to eat.
(Notice the lovely bows in my hair--Miss Faye had been practicing her hairstyling skills).

Spring Break

The Payne Clan came down to visit for Spring Break. The girls loved it (and so did B and I), and the time flew by too quickly. We went to the beach 3 times, the Space Center, Galveston sites, and just hung out. Daisy chilled with Teancum on the balcany, Faye loved talking to whoever would listen, Joseph was his normal goofy self, Mom wouldn't stop cleaning my house (thanks, Mom:):), and Lizzy loved wearing Aunt Krystal's boots. It was fun, fun, fun!

Dancing in Sign Language...

Faye came into the kitchen and wanted me to watch her dance "in Engwish" and "in Spanish" and "in Sign Wanguage." When I asked her if I could video her dancing, she became very posed and graciously accepted. Faye is a well-rounded dancer...

Cowgirl Faye

Living with Mom & Dad Payne sure had it's benefits. I loved having all that land to play, explore, and picnic on. Faye especially liked Glory, the horse. She will often get this rocking caterpillar (like a rocking horse), and pretend that it is a horse. First, she gets her jump-ropes and begins harnessing around the head, making sure there's the loop holes for each ear (antana)-I can even recognize it as a harness. The second rope, she wraps around the belly, pulling it down, exactly like Krystal would do with Glory. Once her caterpillar is harnessed & saddled, she hops on, says "I'm Kwystow" (Krystal) and begins her horse ride. She is a very cute cowgirl, and she sure misses the big, open space. In fact, we've had some "cabin fever" issues since we've been back here in Galveston. I've done my own doctoring with Faye, and found her diagnosis:

Dx: Country Girl

Rx: Country (aka: Glory)

Elizabeth has turned into quite the "attitude girl." She is still a lot of fun, but if she doesn't get her way, there's no way. Yesturday, she decided she wanted to take up thumb-sucking. She sucked her thumb all day-it was even all wrinkly and pruny-looking. It seemed like the more we tried to stop her, the more she would suck her thumb. So, this morning when she started sucking her thumb, I decided to try a different method. I held her thumb in her mouth, and said "Suck your thumb, Lizzy." She squaked, pulled her thumb out, and I haven't seen her suck it all day. Hmm, do I sense "Obstinate...?"

Daisy, Daisy...

This is one of my favorite videos.

The first five...
The first five people to leave a comment on this post will receive something made by me.
However, there are some limitations:
1. I make no guarantee that you will like what I make.

2. What I create will be just for you.

3. It will be done this year. (might take a while)

4. You have no clue what it is going to be, poetry, shoes, bags or a little invention of my own. I may bake something and mail it you . Who knows? Not you that's for sure!

5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.

This will be fun!

Momma & Her Chicks

Girls, Girls, Girls!! It's so much fun having all these cute, cuddly girls around. First, one will come sit on me, then another, and another!! It's like I'm their own personal playground. I love it. Daddy is sure out-numbered. He has had a lot of people give him advice, like "you should get a dog." But I think he likes all his girls (and we don't stink as much as a dog--most of the time:).

We're Blogging!!

Ok, ok, so I'm finally jumping on the band-wagon. I never thought I would blog, yet here I am. Too much peer-pressure. Just kidding. I'm actually excited to be labeled as a "blogger," but I don't plan on making it fancy-schmancy.

So, we are the Paynes: Daddy, Mommy, Faye (4), Daisy (2), and Elizabeth Val (12 months). Hello to all you fellow-bloggers and non fellow-bloggers!!