True Love

The other day we were in the car, the place Gracie and I spend the most time.  She was arguing with me about putting on a seat belt.  Most of our destinations are close so sometimes I allow her to go without.  It got to the point where every time she was going without.  I told her that we weren't doing that anymore and she needed to put it on every time.  Finally, I had to get really mad at her and she still wouldn't listen.  So, being the fantastic, lesson learning Mom I am, I tapped the breaks.  Well, maybe not so much a tap.  She went flying from the back of the car all the way to the back of my seat where her face made impact.  She got up screaming with a bloody nose. After she got in her seat with a seat belt on she said to me, through the tears,very dramatically,

"I.thought.you.loved.me!"

Did I feel bad?  Of course!  Did she learn her lesson, of course.  Did I laugh?  You betcha.

Seriously

Today I was getting G out of the tub. I handed her some new undies and she says,

"Polka dot undies, Seriously?, Im gorgeous!"

This Blog

I feel as if I need to explain why I have a blog dedicated just to Gracie.  I'm sure if you ask my other 4 kids they will tell you she is the favorite.  That is not true.  I think they were all equally as favored at 4.  It is my favorite age (if you don't count newborns).  I love that she is learning that she has a voice.  She is at an age where she pretty much can say anything at least once!  I wish, wish, wish, I would have done this with each of my kids.  I decided that this is my second chance.  Hopefully I can randomly add some of the other hillarious things that happen in the Johnson house.  One thing I know for sure is that there is never something to blog about.