As I am getting breakfast for the kids one morning...
Sadie: Mom, let's pretend we're at a restaurant and you're the waitress
(Hmm... isn't that how it usually works?)
During the Summer '12 Olympics...
Me: If you guys were in the Olympics, what events would you do?
Sadie: Gymnastics and Swimming!
Kinnick: Umm... I would be a Muppet in the Olympics
After we put the kids to bed one night...
Sadie (yelling): Mom, I need to go potty!
Macey: Mom, I need to go to potty too!
Me: Sadie--go quickly and get back in bed. Macey--lay down, you have a diaper on.
Macey: Oh, I'm not potty trained yet?
Sadie: Can we get another dog?
Me: No, I don't think our family could handle that right now.
Sadie: Are you serious? A 2 year old, a 3 year old, 2-30 year olds, and an almost 6 year old can't handle a dog? Seriously?
(Yes--seriously!)
Me: Sadie, I'm not sure that outfit matches.
Sadie: This outfit really does match--it's a mystery. You just have to figure it out.
Kinnick fell and scrapped his knee--as he was crying we had this conversation:
Me: Are you gonna make it buddy?
K: No, I'm not gonna make it!
Me: We could cut your leg off.
Kinnick (shocked): No, Mom--that would hurt way badder!
Macey: I'm so pointed Mommy... (disappointed)
Sadie wants to buy something, I tell her she doesn't have enough money for it...
Sadie: Well, I would have enough money in my bank account to pay for it if you didn't make me save all my money for college!
Marc and I having a (private) conversation in the car about having another baby...
Sadie (eavesdropping): Do you guys really want another baby? Are you sure you can handle it? You can hardly handle the kids you already have.
Kinnick was having a bath and found some strings from a washcloth in the tub. He showed them to me and told me they were spider webs. As I was drying him off after his bath, he said (very seriously): "I'm not sure what's wrong with me mom... I think I'm turning into spiderman."
Macey: I'm not afraid of anything.
Marc; Macey, you are too afraid of things. You're afraid of monsters.
Macey: No I'm not.
Marc: You're afraid of bad guys.
Macey: No I'm not.
Marc: You're afraid of aliens.
Macey: No I'm not.
Marc: You're afraid of Santa Clause.
Macey: (Looking very sad) Yes, I am afraid of Santa.
Sunday, March 17, 2013
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