Daily Archives: November 7, 2007

God Loves High School Musical

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I may have mentioned the High School Musical Mania in our house, although the girls call it “High School Music-school.” But if you have not witnessed Addie’s rendition of “Breakin’ Free,” especially the beginning that starts –

We’re soarin’, flyin’
There’s not a star in heaven
That we can’t reach

-well, then! You are in for a Thursday treat.

J. caught the girls goofing around on video on his laptop the other night. It isn’t Addie’s best performance, but it is still pretty funny. I especially love the part where Emma tries to tell Addie how it is supposed to go and Ad gets fed up and tries to squirm away.

Good times.

While we are on the subject of High School Music-school and the obsession, today while we were in the car they asked for a HSM song…

A: Mama, turn up High School Music-school?
M: Sorry Ad., Mama’s iPod isn’t charged up.
E: But it is the Radio Disney, right Mama?
M: Yes, it is. But you can’t control what song they play when you are listening to the radio, Em.
E: Maybe God can play “Fabulous” for us.
A: Or “Na-na-na-na” (Music in Me, for anyone who knows/cares what song A. was talking about.)
M: I think God probably is worried about other things, not what song the Radio Disney is playing.

And then, I kid you not, the next song was “Music in Me.” (Na-na-na-na.) It wasn’t too surprising since they pretty much rotate Hannah Montana, High School Musical, and the Cheetah Girls. So every third song is usually a HSM song. But such timing!

A: (shrieks) It is Na-na-na-na, Mama, it is!
E: See, Mama?! God likes High School Music-school, too.

Can’t argue with that, I guess.

Perfeck and Creem, of course.

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Before you read the following funny conversation you should probably know that –
1. We have been accident-free for well over a week now, A. is doing great with the potty! (Still use a pull-up at night, though.)

2. We have a heating vent right next to the toilet in the bathroom downstairs. It is really nice on chilly mornings.

3. Yes, it has been chilly enough for a heater (at least in the mornings) this week, even in California.

Oh, and also, if a toddler who just stripped all of her pjs and pull-up off and says “have to go potteeee” while running to the bathroom, you should stop reading your email and follow her in there. Pronto.

A: Mommy. I need hep (help). Pleeease. Need hep.
M: Okay, A. I’m coming.

(As I’m walking through the playroom, is that water I can hear? Think to myself, “maybe she used the stool and got up on the toilet by herself.” See as I come into bathroom, that is not the case. She is standing right next to the toilet looking horrified as she pees down her leg, on the floor. Quickly put her up on the toilet.)

M: I’m so sorry, honey. It’s okay, that is Mommy’s fault for not getting in here faster.
A: Is okay, Mommy. Don’t worry.

(I must say this to them all the time, it is our mantra around here, “It’s okay. Don’t worry.)

A: Mommy, you clean up my pee-pee?
M: Yes, I am. Hold on just a second and I’ll clean you up, too.
A: Is okay, Mommy. I dry my own foot. Yook (Look)! Is all nice an dry and creem (clean)! That’s perfeck (perfect)!

She had her foot in front of the heater and was “drying” it off.

A perfeckly creem foot. It’s okay. Don’t worry.