M: Mom! Be quiet.
G: Macy, what?
M: Mom! Shhh. (holds finger over her lips as she yells) QUIET RIGHT NOW!!!
G: Ok.
M: (Whispers) Baby's sleeping. Shh.
P: Mom, I have a beard.
G: Oh do you?
P: Yeah, where do we get those burritos?
G: Um, are you talking about Taco Johns?
P: No, the town burritos come from.
G: Are you talking about Mexico?
P: Yeah, this beard is like I'm a guy from Mexico.
P: How does someone become a general in the Army?
G: Um, well they have to work really hard, and impress a lot of people...
P: Oh like jump over 3 chairs?
P: Or jump over 3 Chinooks, that are front to back. Now that would be impressive!
P: Mom, look how good I'm coloring. I'm staying in the lines very well.
G: Yeah you are. Keep up the good work.
P: You want to know why? My brain is sending a message to my hand and my hand just does it. That's how I'm doing so well.
M: Mom, making sandwich?
G: Yup, I'm making a tuna sandwich.
M: Mom, making toot sandwich? (Giggle Giggle)
G: No, not a toot sandwich, a tuna sandwich. Silly girl.
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