It's Her Hobby

C just walked right up to me with something in her mouth and put her head on my lap. She was obviously baiting me. I asked her why she wants to be a bad girl. Her answer?

"Just 'cuz."

Not looking forward to the teen years with this one.

A Little Helping Hand

C is such a helpful child. J left the table to use the bathroom. While he was gone, C climbed into his chair and grabbed his pencil. "I'm doing J's math," she crowed as she drew wiggly circles all over his long division.

Her Only Hope

A friend is visiting and has an older flip phone. C got ahold of it.

She flipped it open and pressed a few buttons. The phone began to beep and glow.

C looked intently into the glowing screen and said,

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"Help me, Obi Wan Kenobi!"

Miss Fix-It

C found an old disposable camera. The film hasn't been advanced. She pressed the button several times.

"These batteries are dead! We need a screwdriver! Mama, where are the batteries?"

Huh. Just noticed it says "develop before July 2007."

Church Music To My Ears

Had a beautiful time of worship in church yesterday. We sang some old songs and a few newer ones. As we all paused silently in peaceful reflection, C announced in a not-to-be-ignored voice,

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"I HAVE TO GO TO THE TOOOOOOI-LET!"

Wow, does her voice carry. She's definitely got public speaking in her future.

Ahead Of Her Time

I was just about to post "So thankful that C hasn't figured out how to open zippers yet," when I found her under the dining room table sucking on my Burt's Bees Honey Lip Balm - which I keep, of course, in my zippered wallet.

Stalling For Food

I'm putting C to bed.

C: How 'bout some yogurt?

Me: It's time to go to sleep.

C: How 'bout some peach yogurt?

Me: (repeat)

C: How 'bout...some...turkey and grapes?

Me: (repeat)

C: How 'boooouuuuut...some bread?

Me:

C: How 'bout some rice?

Me:

C: How 'bout some orange juice? I want some!

Etc., etc., etc.!

Setbacks!

Auto-flush toilets are the worst!

C decided to potty train herself while on vacation. All went very well until the last day.

Hugging a shrieking toddler while on a foreign bowl as the darn thing flushes over and over (don't forget the reverberations) is an experience none should have!