M: I think it's time for lunch.
G: Ok, what you think you want? Hotdogs? Chicken Nuggets?
M: Um, probably marshmallows.
G: You can't have marshmallows for lunch.
M: Why? Pretty please? Pretty please mommy?
G: No. No marshmallows for lunch.
M: Um, I'm not hungry. Can you please just paint my toe nails?
M: My germ is called the Letter 2. It will make me so sick that my daddy has to take me to the doctor. I can keep it away by getting a Buzz Lightyear to come and kill it!
M: Mom, I had bad dreams!
G: Oh no! That's terrible.
M: Don't worry. It's just the truth.
M: We picked it!
G: Way to go Idaho!
M: Yeah, way to go mighty ho!
A true story: Why is Macy crying:
6:59 a.m: Because she can't go to Boy Scouts right this very minute.
7:08 a.m-7:13 a.m: Because the waffle she asked to have for breakfast is not a pretzel.
7:25 a.m: Because she really does not want that darn waffle so she slams it on the coffee table.
7:26 a.m: Because I won't let her have a hot dog.
8:01 a.m: Because she lost a quarter.
(side note: 8:04 a.m: Macy announces she really likes the waffle and finally eats it)
8:30 to 11 a.m she goes to pretty school
11:02 a.m: Because she wanted to read books at pretty school before I picked her up.
11:05 a.m: Because I don't want to take her to the gas station to get candy.
11:17 a.m.: Because she bit her finger
11:27: Because I won't let her play with my firesafe key.
11:29: Because she doesn't want to have lunch, but she really really wants some candy.
1:24: Because she can't play PBS kids on my computer while I work.
1:39: Because she really doesn't want to take a nap. She wants to play PBS kids.
I had to stop here, but you get the point.
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