Theodore didn't mind the ice cream either. |
Vera ran in from outside shouting something mostly incoherent. When I followed her I understood her to be saying, "Mama! A fairy ring is stuck in a spiders web!" |
"Look! My surf board can touch the ceiling!" She begged for me to get down her long-sleeved white shirt. And even though it's hovered near 100 degrees outside, she hasn't taken it off in three days. |
They sat here popping bubbles for nearly 15 minutes. It didn't get old for them. |
Quotes:
"Oh when you were loud my legs shook in fear!"
When Theodore was falling asleep for nap I heard him mumbling, "cake...*mumble mumble* cake..."
Me- "Get out of here please."
V- "Why?"
Me- "I don't want to help you put on a costume while I'm having diarrhea."
"I want to be a baby ostrich but I have too many more toes than an ostrich."
V- "I can't find the rest of my money. It's all in the washing machine thing?"
Me- "Are you trying to tell me that you are laundering money?"
V- "Yes. No. I don't want to tell you that."
Theodore thinks it's a really funny joke to call me or Matthew, "Mapa."
V- "Theodore is my husband and he's 29 and I'm 6!"
Me- "That's a bad age difference."
"I'm so delighted that I get to listen to this!" She's turning out to be more and more like Anne every day. Mostly I'm delighted, but it can be tiresome.
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