"Mommy, if you keeping singing to me this much, I'm going to turn into a song. Please let me go to sleep."
---Mia
I guess I got carried away with the repertoire while rocking her tonight. :)
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Holy Mosels!
"Holy Mosels!"-- that's the phrase Mia exclaimed yesterday in the car when describing how bright and sunny is was outside. She seems to use this phrase interchangably with "Holy Thousands!"
She seems to have picked this up somewhere over the last few days, because we were on vacation last week in Disneyworld and I never heard her say it then. She is SO funny-- she is always attributing numerical values to things in order to state emphasis.
For example:
"My tummy hurts So, SOOO bad that I can't pick up my toys. It used to just hurt nine-twelve. But now its twenty-five eight!"
or
"Mommy, Mama lives so far away. She lives twenty-nine, nine away!!!!"
I need to blog a bit about our wonderful vacation with Fred's family in Florida. We had a great time, despite the kids not being the best behaved. There's a story to tell about Mia getting a Polly Pocket doll thrown away (by me) as punishment for bad behavior. Let me just say it was very effective.
As for stories about Jake, his favorite phrase right now is "nasty and disGUSting!" He works it into a lot of conversations, even inappropriately. He has also discovered, like most boys at some point I suppose, that he thinks it is funny to pass gas as a form of entertainment. He called his PaPa over to sit next to him on the couch, then raised up his leg and let one rip and cracked up laughing. GREAT! I was hoping my little boy would rise above this, but alas, no....
More updates later-- gotta run and delivery a baby-- 4th one so far today!!!
Later
She seems to have picked this up somewhere over the last few days, because we were on vacation last week in Disneyworld and I never heard her say it then. She is SO funny-- she is always attributing numerical values to things in order to state emphasis.
For example:
"My tummy hurts So, SOOO bad that I can't pick up my toys. It used to just hurt nine-twelve. But now its twenty-five eight!"
or
"Mommy, Mama lives so far away. She lives twenty-nine, nine away!!!!"
I need to blog a bit about our wonderful vacation with Fred's family in Florida. We had a great time, despite the kids not being the best behaved. There's a story to tell about Mia getting a Polly Pocket doll thrown away (by me) as punishment for bad behavior. Let me just say it was very effective.
As for stories about Jake, his favorite phrase right now is "nasty and disGUSting!" He works it into a lot of conversations, even inappropriately. He has also discovered, like most boys at some point I suppose, that he thinks it is funny to pass gas as a form of entertainment. He called his PaPa over to sit next to him on the couch, then raised up his leg and let one rip and cracked up laughing. GREAT! I was hoping my little boy would rise above this, but alas, no....
More updates later-- gotta run and delivery a baby-- 4th one so far today!!!
Later
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