I realize that a lot of the things my child are not as funny as I think they are, but I am posting it anyway....Feel free to not laugh.
Sienna: "The question is, I like the red ones."
(I like this one since it was not a question AND there were no red hearts in the box. Hmmm.)
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Me: "Sienna, please try some peas."
Sienna: "Mommy, the peas are not awesome."
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Me: "Lay down, I'll put the blankets on you."
S: "I don't need the blankets."
Me: "But you will be cold!"
S: "It's ok - I'll just get into a little ball"
Me: "Lay down, I'll put the blankets on you."
S: "I don't need the blankets."
Me: "But you will be cold!"
S: "It's ok - I'll just get into a little ball"
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S: "Mommy, can I take two books with me to read while I do my privacy?"
S: "Mommy, can I take two books with me to read while I do my privacy?"
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S: "Mommy, I want a drink that doesn't go on my mustache" (while drinking Kefir yogurt)
S: "Mommy, I want a drink that doesn't go on my mustache" (while drinking Kefir yogurt)
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(Sienna blocking the doorway)
Me: "Umm - Open sesame?"
S: (Shaking her head) "No Mommy, you say "Excusez-moi".
(Sienna blocking the doorway)
Me: "Umm - Open sesame?"
S: (Shaking her head) "No Mommy, you say "Excusez-moi".
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S: "Mommy, how old are you?"
Me: "I'm 32."
S: "THIRTY TWO! I better tell Daddy!"
S: "Mommy, how old are you?"
Me: "I'm 32."
S: "THIRTY TWO! I better tell Daddy!"
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S: "Sometimes Ranny calls me "Dear". But she doesn't mean "Reindeer"...
S: "Sometimes Ranny calls me "Dear". But she doesn't mean "Reindeer"...
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S: "Mommy, you don't do too much"
Me: "What do you mean?"
S: "Daddy goes to work, but you don't do too much."
Me: "What do you mean?"
S: "Daddy goes to work, but you don't do too much."
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Reading her book "Clap Your Hands" before bed.
Me: "Count your fingers...count your toes..."
S: "Well, I'm not going to count my toes because my toes are hiding in my jammies."
Reading her book "Clap Your Hands" before bed.
Me: "Count your fingers...count your toes..."
S: "Well, I'm not going to count my toes because my toes are hiding in my jammies."
My lil Stinker

2 comments:
glorious. just glorious.
Jesus, please let me live next door to them.
Amen.
-Aunt C
I love the one where she seems a little frightened for Daniel about your age :) As the other aunt said, Glorious <3
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