Girly Girls

This evening I was pleasantly surprised to get a phone call from my cousin Josh asking what we were up to.  Of course I was home and up to nothing but kids.  Sophie was here already and when I told the girls Lydia was coming over they were very excited.

When Josh got here, the girls went straight upstairs.  Pretty soon we heard them giggling, and playing, then jumping.  The giggling was cute, the jumping a bit concerning, so Josh went upstairs, much to my embarrassment!  My upstairs at times, well, lets just say, pig sty might be the most accurate description.

He managed to find his way back downstairs and we continued visiting.  It was crazy nice!  No one cried, tattled, or did anything naughty.  It was awesome.  Of course a little while later when they made their way back downstairs I asked Aubrey what they were giggling about and she told me it was because she was eating her baby chest.  Uh, What?  But a few context clues like the overwhelming menthol smell coming from under her shirt and I knew she was referring to her Vicks baby chest rub.  Gross right?

The girls delivered us fake mail.  My mail was about going to princess parties and Josh's was about being accepted to the Universtiy of Washington.  Signed the Faculty.  His daughter was not so impressed.

Then they moved on to make-up.  We decided the best description for this make-up is colored shortening.  It feels so gross.  And this is what they did with it....

 

You can't see Sophie's so much.  She licked most of hers.  Which of course meant so did Aubrey.  Lydia smeared hers on, and on, and on, and on.  When I gave them a mirror the looks on their faces were fantastic.

I talked them in to getting hosed off and moving on to play-doh

Then, before we knew it, it was 9:00.  Cue tears and the inability to share.  It really was fun while it lasted.