Kids say the darndest things

Esp. since it predicts the future.

irl lols @ 'fire coming tomorrow'

floor with lights!

Well in to our "What was in space before there was space? Who was here before God was here? How do we know what happened before Earth was made?" phase with Beeps.

Now I know why Evangelicals are what they are. It sure would be easy just to say "Everything is 6000 years old. We know because it says this in the Bible. The End."

Evie's been into using big words without knowing what they mean lately. I was trying to get her socks on her yesterday and she kept screaming "Noooo they're too gorgeous. THEY'RE TOO GORGEOUS!" She also said something was "too community" the other day.

:D

K now likes to raise her arms and go up on her toes and say "Yoga! Yoga!"

Not actual speech, but endless lovely laughter from Ella yesterday as she watched our dog play with a balloon. Not sure why this cracked her up so much, but she was in hysterics.

D (trying to avoid bedtime): "What is a rainbow?"
Me (ushering him to bed): "It's light refracted through water."
D (thoughtfully): "Oh yeah that's a good idea."

"Daddy, can you turn on the warm conditioning?"

It took me awhile to understand that my Australian mother-in-law also meant heating when she referred to "air-conditioning". I guess having heat blow out of the vents does change the condition of the air, but still.

EA's just thinking beyond us all, is what I'm saying.

Entire convo w Lulu is magic.

Henry was sick most of last week. High fevers that required Tylenol. The fevers stopped by Saturday but occasionally, over the weekend, he would ask for medicine which he was refused. On Tuesday night he was mad at me because it was close to bedtime and he wanted none of it.

Me: 'Henry, we need to head upstairs to bed.'
Henry: 'NO!'
Me: 'Yes. You've got 5 minutes then we need to go up after that, okay?'
Henry: 'No! You're not my friend, Mama!!'
Me: 'Okay but we're still going up to bed'

Suddenly he jumps up on the couch next to me and grabs my face with both hands. He pulls my face right up to his and says in a low, menacing growl:

Henry: 'Give me medicine, Mama. I...AM...VERY...SICK'

I guess we know who to watch out for on the substance abuse front.

'No! You're not my friend, Mama!!'

Ugh we get this like every day right now. Also "You're not invited to my party!"

The arguments over possession are ridiculous. Fortunately, Beeps is growing out of it, but still. They get into fights in the car over who owns "yellow."

The color. That's not some nickname for a stuffed animal or anything.

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VX79afS5-cY/TOU4x0zZyGI/AAAAAAAABVw/1fr22tPB-jg/s1600/own1.jpg

That would be Henry's. Beeps owns the sun.

Also "You're not invited to my party!"

― Immediate Follower (NA), Friday, November 8, 2013 11:14 AM (3 hours ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

OH!! This would kill me.

But maybe not after hearing that and you're not my friend for the 200th time. Then I'd be like yeah yeah I got enough friends kiddo get yr tush in that bed.

I actually said to him the other night, "I know I'm not your friend. I'M YOUR DADDY."

That shut him up for once, albeit for five minutes.

AW! That's a good answer though.

Maybe. I wasn't going to be ready for whatever the next question was going to be.

That would be Henry's. Beeps owns the sun.

At some point it was really really important to my sister that she owned Lake Michigan.

that book needs a crying indian looking on from the side

Well if you think that the king succeeds at being horrific that's a definition of "tough" that's as valid as any surely

I know ppl who'd never go near a macabre story about children dying, for reasons that needn't be explained, yet would have no problem enjoying the obvious pleasures of a great book that happens to have an unusual ("difficult") style or structure

That would be Henry's. Beeps owns the sun.

Dalton combing non-USB end of iPhone charging through the dog.

Me: What the hell are you doing?

Dalton: I'm just taking her protein.

Me: Why?

Dalton: I need it.

Dalton keeps doing it.

Dalton: Now I am shaving her Daddy.

Me: Okay.

Dog: wtf

I'm just taking her protein!

LOL

lol

bwahaha

bathtime discussion last night

S: Daddy, does everything die?
Me: Ummmm
S: [farts loudly / laughs uproariously]

ME: hey, little man. How are you?
HB: I'm Henry!

•••

ME: So, what should we have for dinner tonight?
HB: Not me!

K likes me to tell her that different baby animals are going to sleep when she's in her crib falling asleep. Lately she started suggesting her own -- "Baby tiger. Baby raccoon. Baby tree. Baby light. Baby schnitzel. Baby snowflake" etc.

lol baby schnitzel

not saying so much as drawing but:

in Feb my brother is getting married at the national gallery gardens in melb

recently my 6 yo nephew went on a class excursion to the gallery, to see a Monet exhibition. he came home with a postcard, saying this was his favorite painting
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r1a-7OVQHV4/TWb41Xv5P0I/AAAAAAAAEbM/1jkbplItMWo/s1600/cakeify-hurray.gif

at some point his mum, my sister, told him "Uncle Adam & Caitlin are getting married there"

he went off to his room & drew a picture of my brother & his fiancee in their wedding gear standing on monet's bridge. he thought my sister meant they were getting married on the bridge

<3 <3 <3

oops not cupcake lol but this

http://images.metmuseum.org/CRDImages/ep/mobile-large/DT1854.jpg

<3 cupcake was a nice touch

:D

I know the person who drew that cupcake!

!

Here is her website, for all your cupcake merch needs: http://www.askingfortrouble.org

Yesterday Owen (a budding atheist): "If [his friend in school] Marissa says that god made himself, then I would say 'how did he make himself?' and Marissa's mind would be blown."

Yesterday on the Subway
K (21 months): "Mozart!"
Me: Um... I don't have Mozart. We can't listen to Mozart right now.
K: "Mahler!"

already indoctrinated in the academy of the overrated eh

D (coming out of bedroom for one of his nightly DAD THIS CAN'T WAIT ANOTHER MINUTE JAUNTS): Daddy! Daddy! I have to tell you something.

Me (pauses movie): What is it?

D (with gravitas): Dad I need you to put my pants on.

Me: Dalton you're already wearing pants.

D (amazed): I am wearing pants....

lol

Today two toddlers at my school's daycare waved and yelled at me to get my attention, then said "hi Ariel!!!" to me! Made my day.

!! that is so great

Evie laying in bed, supposed to be going to sleep, she's been quiet for a while, then:
E: Daddy, from now on I'm going to be good.
Me: Oh Evie, you are good, most of the time. You're a good girl. And I love you and Mommy loves you.
E: yeah. And I like boogers.