Last night CootieGirl was watching a commercial on tv when she suddenly called out to me, “Mama! I want those for my birthday!” (she’s ALL ABOUT PRESENTS since Christmas). I walked into the room and saw a commercial for Bratz on tv.

“Absolutely not,” I told her. “Those dolls will never be allowed in this house.”

“Oh, but I want the little ones,” she clarified, as though that would change my mind.

“Nope. I’ll let you have Barbies,” I said as I left the room, then continued softly to CootieDad, “but I won’t have the slutty dolls in my house.”

A note to all family and friends out there who might be tempted to buy those things for my daughter: Just know that they will immediately go into the nearest garbage can I can find. So you might as well give CootieGirl cash.

CootieGirl has quite a vivid imagination, which has recently risen to higher levels due to the various Barbies she got for Christmas. She engages in conversations with them, sings with them, and generally adores them. Today she spent a large amount of time upstairs playing with her toys, and would periodically holler down the stairs, “We’re having a tea party!”

Eventually she came downstairs and joined the family for a while. CootieDad went upstairs to get something, and came upon this on the stair landing:

What kind of Jim Jones Peoples’ Temple tea party was she throwing up there?

Last night on our way home from a church meeting, we popped in to the Dunkin’ Donuts drivethrough to get donuts for this morning’s breakfast. As we pulled up to the menuboard, CootieGirl piped up from the back:

“None for me, thanks.”

Marmie will love this one. I never really liked the theme we had before – it wasn’t quite what I wanted for CootieGirl’s site. Then I saw this teddybear theme and knew that it was girly enough for CootieGirl and girly enough for Marmie. So it’s a win-win-(win).