Thursday, July 30, 2009

We do not watch TLC. Promise.

I got a call last weekend while I was with Brad in Carlsbad painting the trim in our house. [About that house: it's old, not new, we've owned it two years, lived in it for one, we're selling it, and I'm sad about it. Hmph.]

It was my little sister Karlee. She started, "Elise, you'll never guess what Grace and Claire were playing a minute ago."

It's true. I never would have guessed.

I'll spare you the details.

It involved a blanket, a baby doll, and Grace coaching, "Okay, Claire! Give birth! Give birth!"

I. am. in. trouble.


  1. I should have hired little Gracie as my doula. Sheesh!

  2. Being a midwife is a dying art. Look at it this way, girls got potential.....

  3. Crack me up! Those girls are hilarious!

    And, excuse me - what?!? Your little sister Karlee? I didn't even know you had a sister named Karlee! I thought it was just the 4 of you that it was when you left - maybe she was born even before I saw you last but I somehow missed it. Anyway, how fun!

  4. LOL....That is the funniest thing. GOOD LUCK!

  5. Sounds like you have a very keen daughter, they don't miss anything do they??