These kids are killing me.
Andrew:
1.
A: Mom, thanks for fixing this soup.
Me: Oh, thanks pal. Does it smell good?
A: *looks in the pot with a disgusted look on his face* No. Not usually Mom.
.............Silence
A: *holds nose* Mom, what is that horrible smell?
Me: You're lucky you've survived this long, kid.
A: Huh?
Me: I love you.
A: Me too.
2.
Me: Our bodies are great. I like my legs because I can jump and run, and my arms blah blah blah.
A: *Starts explaining the digestion process - a current obsession* ...my soccer-fish (esophagus) and my yarge intest-yin and my small intest-yin, and....my brain.
Me: What about you, Emmie?
A: She likes her heart. Because it's so sweet.
3.
I like Charlie. He is our babysitter, right, Mom?
Emily:
1.
Me: Em, come on over and get your diaper changed?
E: No, can't! I can't weach it!
Me: You can't reach it?
E: No diaper change. I just can't weach it. I just can't.
2.
*Charlie was reaching for a toy she was holding*
No, Charlie!! It's Emmie Me My's!
3.
Anytime we give her something, she has started saying, "Sank you da much." (Thank you very much.)
1 comment:
i thought i commented on this post already! i love it! i officially vote that you should regularly do these kind of posts charting conversations you have with your kids. & i think i might just copy you :)
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