Wednesday, May 17, 2006


Are you all aware that Kendall loves eyeballs? She loves the word EYEBALL. She uses it whenever she can. I believe it started 3 years ago at Christmas when she and one of her cousins were eating popsicles and playing the "My popsicle tastes like..." game.

My popsicle tastes like....dirt!

My popsicle tastes like...smelly feet!

My popsicle tastes like...rotten eggs!

And so on, and so on. Every response is followed by insane giggling and laughter. It really was funny, but they were out of control! Kendall's favorite response is "My popsicle tastes like...EYEBALLS!" I don't know what eyeballs taste like exactly, but it sounds GROSS!

So anyway, the fascination with eyeballs grew. When we found out I was pregnant with Noah, we asked Kendall what we should name the baby. Yep, you guessed it....EYEBALL! After much convincing that Eyeball was not a very nice name for a baby, we settled on Noah.

When she is fishing, every time she catches a fish, she insists on touching it's eyeballs. I know, I know, it's a little weird, but least she's interested. She has a million questions about eyeballs and how they work. I'm not sure where this fascination started, but here is yet another eyeball story...

At night, when it was my turn to read Kendall's nighttime story and get her sent off safely to dreamland. We were going about our usual routine, which includes brushing teeth, going potty, and picking out a book. After we read the book, we have to talk about what we are going to dream about, and then she has to pick out a "buddy" to cuddle with. After that has been taken care of, she cons me into singing her special lullaby, because lately, (she claims) she cannot fall asleep without it.

Then comes the best part. I say...

"Kendall, you are my MOST favorite little girl in the whole wide world. I love you SO much! I love you more than ALL the stars in the sky."

"WOW Mama, that's alot!"

"Yes, it is! I love you more than all the sand on the beach too!"


"Yes! Without a doubt!"


"Yes, Kendall Bug?"

" Well, I love YOU more than all the eyeballs on all the people!"

And what can you really say to that? I do believe she trumped me. That's a heck of a lot of eyeballs! I couldn't think of a good response, and she was pretty pleased with being able to work the eyeballs in there, so I let it go...and sent her off to dreamland happy as a clam.

I am overwhelmed sometimes by how much I love these kids....and how simply they love me back...

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