Charlotte: *pointing to the tip of her big toe* What ih dat?
Me: Um ... your toe?
Charlotte: No. *pointing to the same spot* What ih DAT?
Me: Oh, that ... that's skin.
Charlotte: *quietly* Oh no.
(December 30, 2013)
Monday, December 23, 2013
Butch: *muttering about how we're way early for our appointment but not so early that we have time to do anything else*
Me: *grinning and thinking of Andy's custard* Hmmm. I know what we could do. In fact, I think it's a sign.
Butch: You're pathetic. I don't wanna hear about --
Molly: *without a clue what we're talking about* Mommy's right!
(December 23, 2013)
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Molly and Charlotte: *playing a game of pretend, in which Molly has assigned the role of Bowser to Grandma B, the role of Mario to Charlotte, and the role of Princess Peach to herself*
Grandma B: *holding Molly "captive" on the couch*
Molly: *wailing incessantly* Help me, Mario! Help! Oh no! Mario! MARIO!!!!
Charlotte: *climbing into my desk chair, facing away from Molly and Grandma B* No one wants to save you.
(December 21, 2013)