Look all over the house for Evie’s new plane. Finally found it and she shakes her head and says:
“Boy, it sure has some great camouflaging!”
This started as stuff Evie has said that I've remembered to write down. If only I had started sooner. I've missed things like "I almost agot", "Mmmmm, goot", "Farshfellows are yummy, yummy, yummy", "All the people", "Hubba, Hubba, Hubba", "Baa Baa Boo", "Cowabunga, Dude!", "A Lion Guard Bliund Bag", "I do it", "Oh, yaaaah", "I'm a Haidband Haid", "Dey Cazzy". As of 2017, we've added stuff Andy says, too. I sometimes forget to post it before I've forgotten what they said or did so this is by no means all the funny things that have happened. And you also don't get to see the looks on their faces, the tone of voice they used or the hand gestures that go along with it. I wish I'd had something like this for my kids!
Look all over the house for Evie’s new plane. Finally found it and she shakes her head and says:
“Boy, it sure has some great camouflaging!”
Evie – “Do you want to pet Lily? She’s nice and purrful!”
Evie – “That just totally scared me out the heck of nowhere!”
Evie – “Pocus, Pocus, Abra Cadabra. Ta Da…Now say your zipper is gone!”
Nana – “You musta broke it.”
Evie – “No I didn’t!”
Nana – “Musta been the cats.”
Evie – “….Again?”
Dad – “Did you mess with the remote?”
Evie – “Oh, no, Dad, I didn’t”.
Dad – “Oh, well…then it musta been the cats!”
Evie – “Yeah….hmmm, those darn cats!”
This morning, Evie told me she had a bad dream. I asked her what the bad dream was about. She softly started talking about how she was sitting in her snack chair eating a chocolate chip cookie. I interupted and said ‘You had a bad dream about a chocolate chip cookie?” She replied:
“No. I had a bad dream Dad ATE my chocolate chip cookie!”
A few days ago, I pulled out a stack of stainless steel bowls, all nestled together. Evie saw them and pronounced them a family. But what you can’t convey in a post is the body language, the tone of her voice, the look on her face. The sheer joy of seeing a family of bowls.
Evie – “They look like carrots!”
Nana – “What! Whatever makes you think those look like carrots?”
Evie – “Um, myself?!?”
Nana: – “You got no clothes on! Why’d you take your jammies off?”
Evie – “I need to let my belly air out!”