crazy weekend!

Last Friday Jorgi called to me to come down stairs, I said you come up here, I can't she says so I go down there to find out that her finger is stuck in the hole of the build-a-rocker chair. So I tell her to stand up and try to have her walk with the chair up the stairs. Once she figured out what my intention was she burst into tears saying " I cant go up the stairs like THIS!" I forced down a giggle and said OK. So I got some butter and slathered her finger and a bit of the chair, but to no avail. So I tried to call Anamaire who was on her run at the time (everything seems to happen then) but she couldn't hear the cell ringing. I was beginning to worry that we would have to take her to the hospital and have the chair cut away from her finger. I called the Vegas house and Trayci answered and gave me the idea of ice because it will shrink her finger. So I got a baggie with ice in it and iced her finger for about 5 mins. It still wasn't working. In an attempt to calm her down I offered to call her daddy. She agreed and so I called him. He said that he didn't know what to do other than cut her finger off which did nothing to help the situation. But he told her to let him know when her finger was out. Right after we hung up with him I heard Miles say "Mommy!" And sure enough there was Anamaire at the top of the stairs. I told her what had happened over Jorgis renewed tears and she took over. I went to get dressed in case we had to go to the hospital but by the time I got back Jorgi was free. I was smart enough to take some pictures while it lasted;

Also the next morning I was in formed that Jorgi had gotten into my purse and had eaten a WHOLE pack of gum except for the ONE piece that I had had the day before and the two pieces that she wasn't able to get to before she was caught.

THEN on Tuesday I went to Draper to tour the temple, while I was gone Mom, Dad, Trayci and Trenna left to go back to Vegas. When I returned the first thought in my head was "I wonder if they locked up?" Well they did but Jorgi got into my bathroom any how. Again. She put on mascara, blush, my body spray and my super stay lipstick which she rubbed off because she remembered AFTER the fact that it stays forever. She also got into some eye shadow powder which was all over the floor and my contacts. Only one but I couldn't find it. Surprising to say, I wasn't mad. Just disappointed that she just can't seem to stay out of my things; even when she knows how I'm gonna react. And I told her that the next day when I grabbed her as she tried to dash from the bathroom to her bedroom all the while holding her p.j.s up to her mouth to cover her lips. She wouldn't look at me but I told her that I wasn't mad but sad and that the only thing that I was really upset about was my contact. I told her that I would have to go around like a pirate because I didn't have one for each eye. I tried to coax out of her where she dumped the water that the contacts come in. She couldn't remember, not the tub, toilet or the trash. " YOU DIDN'T DRINK IT DID YOU???!!!" NO! Why, is it yucky water? No I said it's tears because the contact goes into my eye and it has to stay wet. I told her that I still loved her and that she couldn't watch me any more. Anamarie told me where she found my contact box and I looked for the contact there and found it all shriveled up and dirty. As of right now it's being re-hydrated but its so gross. ---*Sigh* I'm kinda glad to be moving again soon.