"Mama, no, I need the seatbelt ON."
-Rather forcefully wrapping my arm around her waist as I rocked her to sleep.
"Oh no Mama, I broke Target!"
-Looking very sadly at a piece of plastic she pulled off of the shopping cart.
"Mama, I wuv you. I wuv you mama mmmmm.... I wuv you, too."
-She says this all the time. She is made of sugar.
"Oooh, fanks mama! Fank you, I wuv it! I try it, I like it!"
-Her words to me as I find her with the Hello Kitty nightgown that was supposed to be a birthday present.
"Wow, this is just like the timer Ethan and Kai have! I'm assuming they went to Chick-fil-a too."
-Excitement over the 30-second timer that came as his Chick-fil-a Kid Meal prize.
I just can't get over how he uses words like "assuming" and "referring" and "apparently" correctly. When did he grow up?
"This is because I am DEFINITELY going to preschool... and this is because my sister Alice is having a birthday this week and she LOVES Hello Kitty... and THIS is because my mom is having a baby..."
-Putting items on the Target conveyor belt and giving the cashier a little more information than she needed about our purchases.
"I'm thinking of writing a book about raising these kids and I need your help with a title. Should I call it Lunatic Angels or Joy Demons?
- I think Lunatic Angels.