Do those break?

Isabella came into the office the other day and was trying to tell me something. I asked her what was wrong, and she said,

"I 'boke' my head"!

Not sure how a toddler breaks their head, but it seemed like such a funny thing to say.

Today Emilee was hanging on the grocery cart, and when she stepped off, I nearly ran over her feet. I asked her not to do that again, I didn't want to hurt her feet. Then Bella piped up with,

"Ow, mama, ow. My socks hurt!"

Feeling hot?

We keep a box in our house, a place to write down the funny things that the kids say. I wish now that I had started it sooner, but I think the oldest quotes are from when Jonathan was about 4-5 or so. Many of the quotes I list here will also be listed and kept in the box. The rule is that the quote can be on ANYthing you can find to write on, a receipt, sticky note, whatever, just save those words!

Isabella just had her first quote added to the box. She woke up the other day, and seemed warm, so I went to take her temp. She asked what the machine was, "What's dat, Mama?"
I said, "Oh, that's a thermometer."
She said, "Oh, a mama-better??"
Seems to me that she got it pretty close!

Moose?

Something I wouldn't ever think I would hear my son say, " Good news, Mom, my moose is pregnant!"
"Um, good news honey!" I think.
He likes to play ZooTycoon lately, and is obsessed with the building and productivity of his zoo. Doing different things will increase your revenue and visitors. He can set up different size spaces, and is working on managing the numbers of each animals in the pens. He is figuring out that putting 2 males in one cage isn't always advisable. When the mamas have the babies, there is a "poof", and a little burst of light, and "WHAM-O" the zoo population has just increased. If only things were that easy in real life!

Bad associations...

Conversation with Grama on Sunday. (She is very sweet, and will be 95 in July)

My brother called to remind me that Grama's 2nd son was celebrating his birthday this weekend. I told her we could call him after dinner.

Later:

Me: Let's finish this up and then we'll call Uncle Al.

Grama: Ok, and you just let me know how much that call is (long distance), and make sure I pay you back.

Me: Don't worry about it Grama, I have unlimited long distance so I can call my friends in Colorado, Missouri, and Alaska. You could talk to him for 24 hours and it wouldn't cost me anymore.

Grama: Well, if you're sure about that. I should get that on my new phone line when I move (in 2 weeks). I don't know who I have now.... is it VIAGRA?

Me: No, Grama, I think you have Verizon!!

Leaving so soon?

Emilee: Mom, pretty soon I will be 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. THEN, I won't be with you anymore because I'll be MARRIED!!

Me: You can't get married when you are 10! Jonathan is almost 10, do you think he is ready to be married?

Emilee: Yes. Well then, how long do I have to wait?

Me: At least until you are 18.

Emilee:OK, then I will be 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, THEN 19, then I will be married. AND, that will be ok.

Me: Well, I sure am going to miss you...

And I thought I left early to get married. She might have me beat by 8 years!

Spellcheck, please

Conversation with the boy today:
J: Mom, where is the Middle East?
M: Well, it is overseas, by Africa, on the Persian Gulf. It is made up of Iran, Iraq, Pakistan, Kuwait, those countries...
J: Well, why does Iraq not have a "U" on the end of it?
M: I guess that maybe in their language they don't need to put Q's and U's together.
J: I bet they speak the same language as us, they just don't know how to spell.
M: I bet you are right, Honey.

Corn tree?

Emilee: Mom! I dist saw a corn tree!!





This tree blooms for just a short time. For those with allergies, I am sure that is great. I kinda like the little bugger though...

Getting old...?

Today Emilee was brushing her teeth before bedtime. She had been playing in the mirror, came out and announced to her dad:

"Dad, I have cracks on my eyes like Mommy!"

When I heard about the cracks, I tried to get her to elaborate, but couldn't get much more that for her to repeat the same comment. She says such funny things.

Being sick is no easy task

Emilee: Mommy, when Papa was sick, he was green, then blue, then purple, then red, then pink. And now, he's all better!!

How many?

Emilee: Mom, how many mommies and daddies do I have? Oh! I know! It's 2 mommies and 2 daddies.
Me: 2? Really? Who are your mommies and daddies?
Emilee: OH, my mommies are Grammy and you- Brooke.
Me: Oh, ok. Well then who are your daddies?
Emilee: My daddies are Papa, and what is daddy Joe's end of his name?
Me: Huh? Do you mean (last name)?
Emilee: No, the other end of his name..
Me: Oh, do you mean Joseph?
Emilee: Yes, and daddy Joe-fus. That's my other dad.