Brain Problem Situation

AC: Mom, you've got a 'brain problem situation'.
B: (raised eyebrows)
AC: I do, too.
B: Yeah?
AC: Yeah. Lots of people have 'brain problem situations'. Everyone does.
B: What is a 'brain problem situation'?
AC: I don't know...
B: But we have one?
AC: Yep.

Meet James Ensor

Au Contraire has a love affair with paint. She promised she would not make a mess. Still--to be safe Bangs put her in an apron. And funny enough, she still covered herself in paint.






I'm not sure, but I think she's thinking, "Wow. I forgot to paint the back of my hands.)



Quickly remedied:





She BEGGED for a bath. That was the M.O. before we had a washer and dryer of our very own. We painted nude!



Note to Bangs: Good job buying the washable paints!




You can't see it so well in this picture, but when her apron was removed, there was an outline of it on her white shirt with paint everywhere the apron was not.

Park Day

The weather has been lovely in Cowtown. Bangs took the kids to the park last week for the first time this year.




Number Three did not like the swings unless she was in them with Au Contraire.



Then she loved it. But AC wasn't down with it. After a few minutes she said she was done.




Number Three hated being in her carseat. She really hated almost all of the time spent at the park.



AC and Mr. X spent most of the time on the swings. Just like good ol' times back in NY.



















And we'll be heading back again today.

Three Eats Everything

Bangs: Um...Au Contraire? Did you feed chocolate cookies to Number Three?
AC: Yes. She liked them.




(What?)


(Can't you see I'm eatin' here?)
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Moving along to cornbread--






(Forgot to say the prayer...)



Number Three likes her veg. And fruit. And bread. And whatever anyone else is eating.

Mammal

Last night after reading the part about butchering a pig in Little House in the Big Woods with ESF, Au Contraire and Bangs had the following conversation:

B: Au Contraire, where does sausage come from?
AC: Oh! Sausage.
B: But what kind of animal does sausage come from?
AC: Sausage isn't an animal! (laughing)
B: What about ham?
AC: From ham.
B: What kind of animal does ham come from?
AC: Ham is not an animal. It's ham.
B: Okay...what about bacon?
AC: From bacon. Bacon is not an animal either.
B: Where does chicken come from?
AC: Chicken.
B: Is chicken an animal?
AC. Yes! Chicken is an animal. It's a bird. And we eat it.
B: What about hamburger? Does it come from cows?
AC: No. It comes from hamburger.
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(a picture of a piggy just like A.C.'s)

So, apparently our little Au Contraire is still in the dark about the origin of pork products she loves. She still think that only bad people eat pigs.


(Flash back from 2007)

Our little vegetarian in the making.

She's An Angel

All of our children have been pretty serious about starting to eat "real" food; if you can call fruit-flavored puffs that dissolve on your tongue real.



She didn't quite know what to do at first, but then once she figured it out, there was no going back.




She also likes to read the paper.



Coincidentally, this the same look ESF makes when Bangs interrupts his reading.


(I doubt she's reading the comics...it's probably the Utah politics page. Ouch.)

I Am Not Your Broom

Au Contraire woke up with bruxa hair this morning. (Bruxa means witch in Portuguese.)








And, no. She did not want this hairdo photographed for posterity.

But, Mr. Xcitement did--



He said "cheese", but I think he meant something else...maybe "nose cheese"?



Or chocolate. Because that's what's always on his sweet little face.