this is peyton:
she is almost 4, loves her purse (doesn’t like hannah montana though), eats just about everything (but oranges have been a favorite lately), and is my favorite sidekick.
part of her duties as sidekick include making me laugh.
(like just now, she informed me that her panties are hanging out of her skirt.)
this child, as well as my other two, love the movie “despicable me”. I can’t blame them. I find it pretty darn funny myself. I am not sure if I love it enough to want to watch it everyday though.
there is just one certain part of this movie that has seemed to have stuck in the brain of my little nearly four year old.
imagine, the minion.
now pair it with this sweet face:
and here’s a story to put the two together for your enjoyment:
sunday has changed in our home. we have moved from the 1-4pm church to the 9am-12pm block. it’s still taking a little getting used to, but for the most part, we are loving it. sundays have also changed in the fact that peyton is no longer in nursery. she is a sunbeam! (she is also the only one of my girls who would not allow me to take a picture of her after her first sunday as a sunbeam with her new ctr ring. stinker.) her first sunday in class, no big deal. she rather enjoyed it. I was rather relieved.
the second sunday, I was gearing her all up for another fun sunday as a sunbeam (!!!). we got there, and despite another kid, crying incessantly, she went to class without hesitation.
now, merrill and I teach the oldest two classes in primary. during peyton’s class time, we are in music and sharing time, during our class time, she is in music and sharing time. so just as we make the transition to go to class, right when we are going to have the opening prayer, there is a knock at the door. it was the primary secretary and peyton’s teacher.
and there was peyton. big tears on her cheeks. her teacher explained that she thought peyton wasn’t feeling well, she stood the whole class time and didn’t want to sit down. she didn’t cry for a while, but at the end of class, she started to cry and said she wanted me.
so I took her into class with us, but when she started to get too comfortable in there (read: she was being a distraction) I had merrill take her out to see if she wanted to go into singing time.
(come to find out she didn’t like that either.)
well, after sacrament meeting, when we were going home, I decided to ask peyton what happened in class to make her so sad.
“well.. I was just trying to play with all of my friends, but they didn’t want to play, so I was like ‘whaaat?’ and then I was sad. and I didn’t want to sit down, and so I started to cry. and my teacher was like ‘whaaat?’ and she asked me why I was sad and I just couldn’t talk. so I said I wanted my mom. and well, then she took me to you.”
other funny things she has said lately:
sunday night when she wouldn’t go to bed she told merrill:
“when I am grown up, I am going to stay up all night, and I am going to be tan.”
she also told him that she was going to change her name, but he couldn’t remember what name she said.
she also likes to bust in on conversations by saying, “what? are you guys eating chicken nuggets over there?”
I love that I get to spend all day with her, and merrill, that does not give you permission to say anything about when she starts school, in the very, far, distant future, and leaves me all by my lonesome. her position of sidekick might just have to be filled if you say anything that makes me cry.
and well, I kinda sorta got my picture of my new little sunbeam in a round-about kind of way after all.