Today we finally left the house and it feels good to get some fresh air! Daddy is going to have to miss work tomorrow to visit Grammy Sam, so he’s hunkered down at IQ Beats trying to get a project finished that has a harsh deadline.
Mommy dropped me off with Daddy for a couple hours since she needed to get her nails and brows done, shop at Trader Joe’s and go for a run. Daddy took a quick time out to put me in the vocal booth and lemme do my thing.
In addition to feeling crummy and holding my parents hostage at the house, this weekend has been a huge bummer because my Great-Aunt Sue, Great-Uncle Tom and 2nd cousin Jordan are in town to hang out with Papa Jack and Cynthia and see us.
The plan was to go to the zoo yesterday and have dinner together tonight, but my fever put a wrench in all of that. I hope that I’m all good to go visit them at their new Olympic Peninsula digs as planned next weekend. In the meantime, I had this to say to my dear cousin:
Tonight Papa is in the house so that Mommy and Daddy can head to the Abulhosn’s for some serious wine tasting. Word on the street is that Lynn Abulhosn, fubu mommy of the uber-dreamy Marques Abulhosn, has got a wine cellar of serious note. While whipping together the dough for an Appian Way pizza…
Ella: What are you doing?
Papa: Greasing the pan.
Ella: Why?
Papa: Because as you’ll learn when you’re older, lubrication is important.
After getting the pizza in the oven, Papa thought it would be funning to dress me up with tattoos.
Today while standing in line to have my photo taken with the Nordstrom Santa, I began to sing and twirl in an effort to pass the time quicker and busted out with this gem:
Heard around the house after a play date with Mia Saunders and daddy Travis at Salmon Bay Park:
Daddy: OK Ella, would you like salami and cheese for lunch or chicken nuggets with ketchup? Me: Salami and cheese!! Daddy: Ok… 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 (pieces of salami). Is that enough, or would you like more? Me: More! Daddy: How many more? Me: 7! Daddy: Ok Ella… If there are five on your plate and we add 7, how many will there be? Me: Twelve!!
When Mommy came to pick me up from school last Thursday she was greeted with an earful by my teacher Heather Jones about the constant singing to my classmates of some questionable lyrics. See, back when it was just Keith Urban there was no problem. But now that my repertoire has expanded to include Track Adkins’ Honky Tonk Badonkadonk, Big & Rich’s Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy and the line, “I’m just a full-grown queen bee lookin’ for honey” from Play Something Country by Brooks & Dunn, some of the teachers are starting to get a little antsy about where this might be headed.
I know Daddy doesn’t want to get me in trouble at school, but he’ll be damned if he’s going to trade in the aforementioned tunes for the Wiggles or the god-forsaken Dan Zanes! Don’t believe that I’m constantly singing these songs? While banned from school due to my conjunctivitis last week, Daddy turned the mic on in the vocal booth while I was going down for a nap and captured this tidbit:
Ella’s rendition of Honky Tonk Badonkadonk | Download 212KB
While I was building a rocket ship with Legos and Mommy was trying to get me to notice something in a book…
Mommy - “Hey Ella, come take a look at this.”
Me - “I’m busy.”
While Mommy was reading And the Bear Snores On…
Mommy - “What does a snore sound like Ella?”
Me - “Honk, honk!”
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