Susie's Leaning Tower of Chocolate for 2015 June

Sienna woke up grumpy from her nap.

Nenna go with daddy to get ice cream?
Mommy come.
If I come, Maggie and Dalton have to come.
Mommy stay here.

Sienna's bedtime routine (created entirely by her) is approaching mental illness proportions. It includes no less than the following:

At every naptime and bedtime:
The room must be entirely clean
No toys on the floor
Certain toys in certain places
Nothing on the toy kitchen - everything must be inside
All doors and drawers (including to toys) must be completely closed
Certain toys (her new Minnie, anything belonging to her siblings) are not allowed in the room at all
If she remembers something out in another room, you must at least go pretend to put it away
All of her toys must be back in her room
The crib must contain blankie, Elsa, Aurora, Pluto, herself and nothing else
She must be wearing socks
She may not be wearing pigtails or clippies of any kind
She may occasionally demand a change of clothes, particularly after church
She must have a drink
No changes may be made to her room such as hanging new pictures, putting toys in different places
She must have a kiss

After I wrote this, I went upstairs to hear her crying (half an hour after I put her in bed). She wanted all the guys on her pop-up toy closed.

Why do I have to take a bath right after going swimming? A bath is the same thing as going swimming. You go underwater...

Sienna has a lot of adorable phrases she uses that I love.

Want to watch parade
More Disneyland please
Just keep swimming
Hidden Mickey

And one I don't care for: Bad girl! Usually accompanied by hitting.

Apparently my half cup measuring cup has been missing for exactly as long as it's been since I made risotto. I figured Sienna threw it away months ago so I'm so happy to have found it!

John's boss gave him some tickets to an Angels game this afternoon. It was great timing since we weren't going to Disneyland and so many of the games are so late. The kids had a great time, even Sienna (for most of it) and we made it home for bedtime.

Dalton: take me out to the ball game, take me out to the crowd. Buy me some peanuts and crackers there. I don't care if I never get there cause it's root root root for the home team. If they don't win it's a shame. For its one! Two! Three strikes you're out at the BALL!!!!!!

Me: you're crazy.
Sienna: I not crazy; I happy! I happy!