I
know I only publish this at Christmas, but it's only March and my page is already full ....
In
dramatic queue, “Mom, I’m glad you’re not languishing.” … ah crap. My 6 year old has a bigger vocab than me. Just give mommy a second. I need to look at something on my phone.
“I piss
you! I piss you!” … yes Kay, we’ll all
“piss” Daddy when he’s at work.
“You
know the pimple Daddy put on me when I was in your tummy?” … you mean your
birthmark? …
“Mom!
Mom! Mom! Can my bum have some fresh
air?” ….ummmm. What do you plan on doing
with your bum?
“You
are so pitiful to me! … can’t you see!” … Aww Kay, I’ll take it. I would have preferred the original words to
the song, but we are all a little pitiful sometimes, aren’t we?
After
discovering my very broken guitar and strumming it for the first time, in sheer
awe of herself, “I don’t know how I can make this thing sound so good! I better clean this baby up.” … You give it a try my dear, but I wouldn’t
drop out of school just yet.
“I
wish I had a magician to make all my dreams come true … like a clean house and
a pet.” … I’ll show you a magic trick … you go put your toys away and I bet
your room gets clean.
Upon
seeing her mass produced art in the recycling bin, “Mom, how would you feel if
someone threw your art in the garbage?” … I have a funny feeling I’m not going
to win this one.
“Tust
and staburries” … wait … are you asking for toast and strawberries? Go Kay!!
I think I’d give you a horse if you actually asked for it.
"You
and Daddy are kissing bbfs. Why don’t I
have a kissing bff?”… I don’t know how to answer that question. Umm… because you will explode if you kiss a
boy before you are 30. Excellent parenting skills, eh?
After
our van was broken into, I was driving JJ and her bbf, “OH! They didn’t take the plastic hair band
because it was hiding under the seat!” … phew, at least we know it wasn’t those
hairband bandits that have been terrorizing Cambridge.
JJ,
did you write me a note on a maxi pad? …
“Yes, it says you have a nice butt.” …
no comment.
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