Our sweet Ashlee girl, how she delights my heart. She brings laughter, joy, silliness and affection into our home. She's just a fun person to be around.
She can tear through a math workbook at lightening quick speeds. She reads above grade level and enjoys all aspects of learning. She's a sharp one, that girl. However, she doesn't always use her smarts in her favor. This girl can keep us laughing that's for sure!
Two weeks ago we had a duel birthday celebration for Ashlee and Lucas. The boys used a nearby gym and had an indoor "campout" complete with wrestling matches, ball games and, of course, Star Wars. The girls had a sleepover at our house complete with a full nail and hair salon and capped off by Barbie movies.
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| Because the best part of a birthday is singing "Happy Birthday" to yourself. |
After the weekend full of birthday festivities, Elizabeth was having a moment of pouting because she didn't think she was getting her fair share of birthday attention. My Mom pointed out to Elizabeth that she doesn't have to share her birthday and that in a few months, she'll have her very own special day and party. My Mom turned to Ashlee and said,
"You see Ashlee has to share her birthday, don't you Ashlee?"
To which Ashlee replied, flabbergasted, "WITH WHO?!?"
Anyway, back to the night of the sleepover. We had a good time and finally, at midnight
About 12:15am Ashlee appeared in the doorway of my bedroom.
"Ash, what's wrong sis?" I asked, thinking maybe she was upset about not sleeping in her bed.
"Momma," she said, with a worried look on her face, "I'm shy. I don't want any of my customers to see me chewing on my Bear Bear."
Earlier this week we sent the kids off to do their chores. One of our rotating chores is for one of the older 3 to clean one of the bathrooms. It was Ashlee's turn for that chore. She comes bounding into the kitchen, with a roll of paper towels under her arm.
"Mom?" she asks, "Where's the Oxyclean?"
"The what?" I reply.
"The Oxyclean!" she says again, like I'm dumb to even ask for clarification.
"Honey, we don't have any Oxyclean but we have the spray you always use to clean the bathroom. It's right there," I say as I point to the solution under the sink.
"But Mom! I need Oxyclean. You know. It gets the tough stains out!"
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| With hair color at her sleepover party |
Indeed our Ashlee girl is a laugh a minute, our resident clown. Even if the majority of the time it's completely unintentional.
