Lulu asked me the other day if I was smart.
"Yes."
"Spell it."
"I-T."
"Mama! You ruined the joke! Thanks a lot." That was said with a very dramatic eyeroll.
So, this evening, I was making dinner, and the twins were whispering to Charlotte and giggling. Then Cha came up to me and said, "Mama, spell icup."
Before I could even think, I said, "I-C-U-P."
There was lots of giggling and cries of, "You're so gross! Hecka gross!"
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Sunday, February 18, 2007
and then i died of happiness
I overheard this little conversation a bit ago:
ChaCha: I did that very good!
[Before I could shout, "Well!"]
Bebe: Well. You did that very well.
ChaCha: Very well.
Bebe: That's right.
ChaCha: I did that very good!
[Before I could shout, "Well!"]
Bebe: Well. You did that very well.
ChaCha: Very well.
Bebe: That's right.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
henny younggirl
"Mama, what's brown and sticky?"
"A stick!"
"Mama, you stepped on my punchline!"
How does a four year old know the term punchline, much less that it can be stepped on?
"A stick!"
"Mama, you stepped on my punchline!"
How does a four year old know the term punchline, much less that it can be stepped on?
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