Oh the drama

I knew life with two girls would be fun, interesting, oozing with cute bows and dresses, and alas...full of drama.  I knew this because I grew up in a household with two other girls/women - my mother and my sister (poor Dad, but that's another post for another day)...however, today my life has been the epitome of the dramatic/moody/fussy female...

I won't go into all our family fun of the day, but this evening we decided to do a craft.  My sister is preparing a care package for a soldier recently deployed overseas and I thought it would be fun for Kendall to make something...but that would have just been too easy...for the child that has been scribbling all day on everything (including things she isn't supposed to - like feet, hands, cheeks, coffee tables, and chairs) would NOT draw on my carefully planned piece of construction paper.  It was probably because I didn't put her in the chair she wanted, even though ALL the chairs on our kitchen table are the same...or perhaps it was that I wasn't giving her the correct color marker, even though she thinks every color is "pink" and would throw them if the "green" wasn't pink or the "blue" wasn't pink...but the greatest of all was sissy, aka Leah...how quickly we went from happy, to tears, to asleep - and what kind of a 'mama-razzi' would I be if I didn't capture if all on camera?

and one of Princess Bee...