(February 21, 2014)
Friday, February 21, 2014
Like a Diamond
Charlotte: * looking at the bite of ice cream I scooped for her* Ooh, dat big ... like a die-min!
Learned Behaviors
Charlotte: *sitting in her bed with her baby doll and the thermometer*
Me: What are you doin'?
Charlotte: I take Baby Steh-wa's tempeh-chuw.
Me: Awww. you're such a good mommy. Where'd you learn to be such a good mommy?
Charlotte: From Daddy.
(February 21, 2014)
Me: What are you doin'?
Charlotte: I take Baby Steh-wa's tempeh-chuw.
Me: Awww. you're such a good mommy. Where'd you learn to be such a good mommy?
Charlotte: From Daddy.
(February 21, 2014)
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Plops
Molly: *explaining her bowel movement to me* There weren't any plops. It was diarrhea.
(February 19, 2014)
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Don't Call Me "Baby"
Me: *responding to something Charlotte had said* Mmm-hmm, baby.
Charlotte: Don't call me "baby!"
Me: *chuckling* Ok then. Why not?
Charlotte: Because I Chah'yette.
(February 18, 2014)
Friday, February 7, 2014
That Time
Me: Oh yeah. My car's been telling me it needs some kind of service soon. "B12," whatever that means.
Butch: Probably oil change. It's about that time.
Charlotte: *takes off running to the other room* NO! NOT NAP TIME! I NO WAN' NAP TIME!
(February 7, 2014)
Butch: Probably oil change. It's about that time.
Charlotte: *takes off running to the other room* NO! NOT NAP TIME! I NO WAN' NAP TIME!
(February 7, 2014)
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Hate
Charlotte: *after eating three bites of the waffle she had asked for* I wan' a 'nana.
Me: What?! Did you already eat your waffle?
Charlotte: Uh-uh.
Me: Eat the waffle.
Charlotte: No. I wan' a 'nana.
Me: No. Eat your waffle.
Charlotte: I hate dat waffuw.
(February 4, 2014)
Me: What?! Did you already eat your waffle?
Charlotte: Uh-uh.
Me: Eat the waffle.
Charlotte: No. I wan' a 'nana.
Me: No. Eat your waffle.
Charlotte: I hate dat waffuw.
(February 4, 2014)
Monday, February 3, 2014
Lesson Learned
Molly: *crying in my lap, after her sister physically retaliated against her bossiness*
Me: Where do you need a kiss?
Molly: *pointing to a red spot on her temple* Right here.
Me: *after kissing it better* Now, were you trying to boss your sister?
Molly: *teary-faced* Uh-huh.
Me: And then she hit you, right?
Molly: Uh-huh.
Me: So what have you learned about bossing your sister?
Molly: She will hit me in the head with a Barbie.
(February 3, 2014)
Me: Where do you need a kiss?
Molly: *pointing to a red spot on her temple* Right here.
Me: *after kissing it better* Now, were you trying to boss your sister?
Molly: *teary-faced* Uh-huh.
Me: And then she hit you, right?
Molly: Uh-huh.
Me: So what have you learned about bossing your sister?
Molly: She will hit me in the head with a Barbie.
(February 3, 2014)
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