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Ava, while reading a book about children who don't want to eat their dinner: Mom, why don't those boys want to eat their dinner?
Me: Well, why didn't you want to eat your dinner tonight?
Ava: ...You're trying to trick me, you sniveling goose!!
(?????)
Ava to Clare while they were playing: No, Clare. I'M going to be the mom because I'm 4 and you are 2 and you are just a child and I am in charge of my bones.
(Not really sure what that all means, but I guess she's technically correct...)
Ava, to Clare, who was screaming bloody murder: Clare, you may only scream like that if a bear is eating you or attacking you.
(That's the rule at our house.)
Ava, looking at her birthday banner on the wall: Mom, why isn't there an "F" on the happy birthday sign??
Me: Because there is no "F" in "happy birthday"...?
Ava: Yes there is!! Listen!! Happy BirFFFFFFFFFFday!!!
Ava: Daddy, how does God take us up to heaven?
Stephen: We don't know exactly. It's a mystery.
Ava: I think Jesus uses his magic sparkles.
(Well, I guess we can't rule that out.)
Ava, after seeing my underwear in the laundry pile: MOM! Did you PEE in your panties???!!!
(No dear, that's not the only reason we wash our underwear...)
Clare: Mom!!!!!!! What it?? What from??? From what?? It what from!!! What...it from?? What it from??!!!
Me: .....
Ummm....what it from..??
Clare: I fink it from Target!
Me: What's from Target?
Clare: ...I don't know ANYTHING!!! (Turns and runs away...)
Clare: I wike your toenails!! They are orange! I don't even have toenails.
Clare: I wike your toenails!! They are orange! I don't even have toenails.
Clare: Mommy, can you put on my strawberry shortcake pajamas??
Me: You don't have any strawberry shortcake pajamas.
Clare: Oh...could you buy some??
(Clare is not known for her subtle approach...)
Clare, sadly, while slumped over her "laptop" at the table: I didn't get any emails.
Me: Do you want me to send you an email?
Clare: YES!!!!!!!!! When I'm older.
After greeting Stephen, who was carrying a pack of Mike's hard lemonade, at the door...
DID YOU GOT BOOZE??! CAN I HAVE SOME OF DAT BOOZE??!!
(But 2 year olds apparently think it's hilarious to ask anyway.)
And sometimes they just have absurd conversations.
Ava, sitting RIGHT next to Clare, who was dropping food into her water glass: GROSS, CLARE!! GROSS!!!
Clare: What??
Ava: GROSS!!
Clare: What??
Ava: GROOOOSSSSSS!!!!!
Clare: What??
Ava: You heard me, Clare!!!
Clare: No I didn't. I was eating!
Ava: (Sighs) Ok, I will only say it ONE MORE TIME. GROSS, Clare.
Clare: What??
Ava: UH OH CLARE. Now you've done it!!!!!!
(You keep on using that word...I do not think it means what you think it means...)
And sometimes they just have absurd conversations.
Ava, sitting RIGHT next to Clare, who was dropping food into her water glass: GROSS, CLARE!! GROSS!!!
Clare: What??
Ava: GROSS!!
Clare: What??
Ava: GROOOOSSSSSS!!!!!
Clare: What??
Ava: You heard me, Clare!!!
Clare: No I didn't. I was eating!
Ava: (Sighs) Ok, I will only say it ONE MORE TIME. GROSS, Clare.
Clare: What??
Ava: UH OH CLARE. Now you've done it!!!!!!
(You keep on using that word...I do not think it means what you think it means...)
Ok I have devised a schedule for next week that I think will realistically allow me to pull together at least 2 blog posts. I think. So - I will hopefully see you Wednesday for that what I'm reading post...