October 15, 2010

M- Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Aaaaahhhhhh! Ahhhhaahhhh!

M has learned to scream.
She screams when she's happy.
She screams when she's mad.
She screams when she's hungry.
She screams when she's tired.
She screams when she's bored.
She screams when she's wet.
She screams when she spits out her binky.
She screams when she has her binky in her mouth.
She screams when she wants picked up.

October 14, 2010

G at breakfast- H I'll give you one thousand dollars if you let me sit in the chocolate seat today!


*'The chocolate seat' is what they call the dark brown booster seat in the car. They fight over it constantly!*

October 13, 2010

H saying her prayers- Please bless Daddy's back, and my back, and G's back, and Aunt T's back, and Brother H's brain to get better soon.

Brother H is a good friend of the family and has had several strokes and is in the ICU. We are all praying for him to recover. I guess H picked up on that. Why she was praying for her's & G's backs I have no idea....

October 12, 2010

H- This is SWEE-EET!!!!!

We were having sweet & sour sauce with our lunch...

October 11, 2010

D- Mom how do you spell Cockapoo?
Me- C-O-C-K-A-P-O-O
D- HaHa!!! You just spelled POO!!!


Love the 7 year old's potty humor!

October 10, 2010

H- K will be so sad if Tasha makes Snippy scared!

Why?? Who knows...

October 9, 2010

G- Me and H are relaxing and eating.

October 8, 2010

H- Mom, these foods are squishy!

October 7, 2010

G- Mom, I'm firsty!
Me- Hi Firsty, I'm Mommy.

October 6, 2010

H- Ewwwww! I don't want to try that!!! (EVERY time I make M some rice cereal)

October 5, 2010

G- If we keep eating our tummies will be HUGE! Just like Scooby-Doo and Saggy. (yes, she calls him Saggy!!)

October 4, 2010

H- I'm G. Mom is Dad. Dad is Mom. G is H. K is D. D is M. M is K. Hahahah!

October 3, 2010

G- I can't watch TV!! My finger hurts, so I can't watch TV anymore!

October 2, 2010

T- Did someone have cake for breakfast?
Me- Yup!
T- Was it M?
J- Indirectly......

October 1, 2010

My friend N- E (her 8 year old son) says: If I don't marry K, who is gonna take care of her?