Wednesday, February 26, 2014

An Oldie

She's watching her first Shirley Temple movie now. Cute looks, drama, singing and dancing.

I'm going to be sorry. I can just feel it.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

What Goes Down...

C is walking around gulping air and swallowing it forcefully.

Me:  Stop that!  You're going to make yourself belch!  Oh.  That's what you want, isn't it?
C:  Nope.  Throw up!

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Act Now!

C: Momma, can I have a piece of cake now? Please?

Me: No, I'm sorry. The cake is too warm to frost yet. We'll eat it tomorrow.

C: But, Momma, I'm worried. What if it cools off aaaaaaall night, and then it's too cold and the frosting falls right off? I think we'd better eat it tonight, just to be sure.

Friday, February 21, 2014

Sibling Take-Down

Today I took the kids with me to drop H off at a friend's house.

C:  I only wish I had a mom who was only nice all the time.

H:  She IS nice all the time!  You should have seen her when I was your age!

J:  Well, she HAS to be mean sometimes because you're not always very good.

Me:  I don't mind having a kid who isn't only nice all the time!

C:  (mutter mutter mutter)  Well, I still want one that's only nice all the time, even when I'm not!


Forget the Five Second Rule.

C:  Mommy, I'm pretty sure the Bible says not to eat food off the floor.

Me:  Well, it's a good rule, but I don't think the Bible says it.

C:  Sure it does!  Remember that guy Lazarus?  He was hungry and he had sores and no one could touch him and he had no food?  He ate what fell off the rich man's table, but no one should do that!

Maybe she's listening, after all...

Thursday, February 20, 2014

Twongue Tisted

As a You Norker, C sometimes has trouble with the beginnings of words.  I don't suppose that's particularly newyique, though.  Surely some other child somewhere in the newyiverse has this problem, too!

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Washing Us Clean

God is here to clean up accidents.   That's what the Bible says!

While I like her theology, somehow I think it's a ploy to divert attention from the chocolate cake and whipped cream on the carpet.

Saturday, February 15, 2014

What Would The Goldfish Think?

C was looking at her magnetic calendar and said, "Momma, when the February day is over, and the March day, then will you stay home with me?  It will be April then, and it will be rainy, and I want you to stay inside and play with me while it rains.  Please?  I know lots of good games we can play!"

This sounds so very sweet!

It also sounds an awful lot like the beginning of the Cat in the Hat, though...

Rorschach

C (from the dining room):  Look, Momma!  It's chili made of salami!
Me:  Mhm, that's nice...what?
C:  Chili!  Made from salami!
Me:  What??
C (walking to doorway and showing me a piece of salami bitten into a long, thin strip):  See??  Chile, made from salami!
Me:  ...Oh!

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Kind of the same thing...

Jand C have a loud, volatile relationship.  If they aren't playing wildly, they're arguing wildly.  Since there isn't a lot of playtime in the homeschool day, much of it is fighting.  Today is no exception.  When things were noticeably calm, I expressed my surprise.

Her answer?  "I'm pretending to be nice to J."

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Creation Vs.

C: Mommy, God made everything. Right?
Me: In a manner of speaking.
C: Okay! God made everything. (Thinks for a second.) Oh - except China made some things, too.

Friday, February 7, 2014

A New Name

Lately, when C talks about her daddy, she sometimes refers to him as "that demonstrated nut."

Where does she come up with this stuff?

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

What A Mess!

C: Momma!! Come up and see this awful mess in the bathroom! Come quickly!!

Me (racing up the steps with all sorts of scenarios flashing through my imagination): COMING!…(seeing nothing extraordinary)…what's wrong?

C: LOOK! Look at that!! Someone used up all the toilet paper and DIDN'T CHANGE THE ROLL!!

Ah. Finally someone understands me!

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Why She Loves Me

C wore a short-sleeved dress to church today, and has been running around the house without her sweater all day (against my advice).

It's past bedtime now, and we're just waiting for Daddy to get home so she will go to bed. She climbs up on my lap. We chat for a few minutes about the appeal of Facebook, and then she asks, "Momma, do you know one thing I really do like about you? Really, a lot?"

Me: What?

C (as she pulls my arms around her): You're warm!