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Monkey: Can we go the other way to school today?
Me: I already turned this way, we can go the other way tomorrow, okay?
Monkey: Yeah...I can be flexible.
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Chris: Hey, can you put a little bit of alcohol on this cut on my back before putting a band-aid on it? I think I got myself pretty good.
Me: Holy moly that's a big cut. Here (I dab the alcohol swab on back)
Chris: WHOA! That stings!!!
Monkey: Dada, you made my heart jump when you said that!
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Me/Chris: Can you clean up your toys that you left all over the floor?
Monkey: Uhhh...That is...happening...to-night.
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Background noise as I'm putting laundry away or something: laughter, yelling, giggling, laughter, giggling, yelling.
I walk into the TV room to find Monkey and Dad wrestling and throwing pillows at each other.
Monkey: Mama. What?
Me: What what?
Monkey: What do you think about what Dada is doing to me?
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Chris: How was school today? What did you do that was fun?
Monkey: We had the fun bus today and they had a swing today and you could fit TWO PEOPLE ON IT AT ONE TIME!
Chris: Wow, that sounds like fun.
Monkey: Yeah, we got a lot of tiny hinies (sp?) in our class.
Tiny Hinies? Oh, that is too cute. Where does she get these things? I thing that is spelled Hienies, but not sure.
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