"We need more PINK!"

I know you want to know how Wednesday went, but let's just say that plan failed miserably and leave it at that. Now on to a brighter subject, but not without some disgusting background:

My morning started before the sun had shown up today. Becca had shared the twins bed last night, not an uncommon occurrence, and since it generally helps everyone sleep, Tony and I usually let it go. This morning, however, it had really bad consequences.

The sudden realization in the middle of the night that your child is sick to her stomach is not a happy one. When one walks into the child's room to clean things to find out that she was sleeping next to her two sisters, one does not think happy thoughts. Tony did the cleaning of the items on the bed, I took the girls. Becca really wasn't done being sick anyway.

I promise this gets happier.

Becca and the girls eventually went back to sleep, and Tony did laundry and gave up on his now quite crowded bed. I became quite stuck with three girls cuddling up next to me. Tony took Micah to school and went to work. When the girls and I finally got out of bed, I decided that today was a movie day. Time to chill and do nothing but rotate between rotting our brains with TV and reading princess stories.

By 2 everyone was feeling better but me. I had to get Micah from school, but I really didn't want to move. The best thing about the whole situation was that no one had any homework that they needed to finish up before Friday, and the kid's chores were pretty much done (with a few exceptions). We could still basically just be lazy.

The girls had other plans.

Micah decided that everyone was being entirely too loud so he retreated to his DS. The girls decided that they needed to dress up and have a parade. Actually it looked like a protest. I think if they knew what one looked like, they would have been holding big signs. They just kept chanting over and over, "we need more PINK!" This with tutus and all the sparkles that they could find attached to their bodies.

I know, you probably think it's cute, right? I have little protesters complaining about their environment. When they are older they will probably be chanting that they need more green or something. Still, I being the big bad mom, silenced their demands and told them that there was definitely enough pink in the house. To which my darling Becca replied, "but mom, the walls in our room are purple."

I still have no plans to paint their room, nor their bunk bed, nor any other piece of furniture in their room pink. Nope, the next home improvement project in my house will not be pink, no matter how much they protest. Still, I hope that one day they become rockers or goth or something so that I can one day I can remind them of this day.

I should have gotten it on video.