"MACY" the Musical

(This is and old photo that has nothing to with my post, I just like it.)

Scott has often said Macy's life is a musical and we are all just living in it.

There are two points two consider to illustrate this.

1. Macy loves to sing (original songs).
2. Macy loves an audience.

1.Today alone, Macy has started singing her feelings on 3 occasions. This is a welcome avenue for expressing emotions opposed to crying/whining/yelling. I hate to admit, I can be slightly oblivious to it at times as it happens frequently.

Today she sang about her breakfast, about going to school and about how she wished she was done with her homework so she could look at the American Girl catalog . All her songs are with feeling and dramatic bravado.

2. We had the primary program yesterday which was beyond lovely. Now, being in the Primary presidency means I see Macy sing every week. Sometimes she sings, sometimes she stares into space, sometimes she uses her chair as a bed. I honestly didn't know what songs she knew and what she didn't.

Cut to the program.

I was sitting behind her on the stand and could only see the back of her head sharply bobbing with the beat of the songs. The rest I know from family/ward members. Apparently she sang every song with gusto, mouth open wide, even faking the words when she wasn't sure. I shouldn't be surprised... she had an audience.

Quote: Body Parts

Polly's had a few funny ones lately.

#1

She climbed in my bed one morning. As I was tickling her arms and legs, particularly the back of her knees when she shouted her discovery:

"MOM! I know!!! We all have armpits AND leg-pits"

#2

This morning as we were brushing teeth and I wiped her nose for the up-teenth time in 3 weeks. I said (not knowing she would have such a strong reaction)Polly, I hope your nose stops running sometime soon or we might have to go to the Doctor. She started crying hysterically (as though the Dr. meant toddler torture and/or certain death) and at the same time saying:

"I don't even WANT a nose! I don't want it, and I don't like it even at all!"

As though eliminating the nose entirely would solve all her problems. I find it to be a cute nose.

P.S. Have you tried Rollip? Super fun.

Polly

This is how the ladies relationship looks like sometimes:

Macy had gone to her room in a charmingly bad mood and shut the door. Polly, who was playing by herself walked into the room for something, and when she left, she dared to leave the bedroom door open. This is what I heard from the next room:

Macy- "Polly, shut the door!"

silence

M- "Polly, I said SHUT THE DOOR!"

silence

M- "POLLY, SHUT THE DOOR RIGHT NOW!!!" (lovely, I know.)

Polly- (in her sweetest voice) "I can't hear you, Macy."

And Repeat the last two lines over and over and over.

S.I.X.

My darling Macy is 6.

Scott and I tried to tell her we were skipping her birthday so she would stay 5. It didn't go over well. She turned 6 anyway. It's too soon.

The highlights:

A hat like dad,

A pet fish. She has been asking for either a pet fish or a horse for some time now. As good parents we listened, weighed the options, made a pro and con list and the fish won out. In this economy... well you understand. The fish has been named Coral, Flounder and now Nemo.

Now if I could just keep Polly 3...

She Rides!

Two-Wheeler

Our family's end of summer reward was Macy's new skill. She's very proud. Have you seen her yet? Because if you haven't, come on over and she'll show you. The ultimate was when our neighbor, who had been watching her practice, gave her a round of applause when she finally got it. Then watched her ride off to school a few days later. Macy always loves an audience.

By The Way

This deserved a post of it's own.

Summer Recap

Sit down, this is a big one.

I will document all the happenings of summer now.

I missed a lot.

We had a super awesome Primary Pioneer Day parade and breakfast.

Being in the Pimary Presicency means I got to dress up and walk this year.

And make the completely authentic covered red wagon, or it could have been Scott that made it.

Hiking with grandma and grandpa.

At the end of August we took a Morton backpacking trip to the Uintahs. Yes, the kids backpacked. Less than a mile. Be impressed.

All the rest. Boating with the Jones, Park City with the Mortons and more.