Picked up Kate from the gym’s kid play area.
Kate: Boy said I was beautiful.
Me: He did? That was nice.
Kate: Yeah. I asked him if I beautiful. He said yes.
The girls were playing upstairs. I heard an “owwww”
Me: (running upstairs) Who’s hurt?
Kate: I just being a coyote. Ow Ow Owwwwwww
Emma went to musical theatre camp and the camp required the kids to bring sack lunches. I sent Emma’s with an “E” shape in her sandwich.
Me: Did you like my “E” shape in your sandwich today?
Emma: Yeah! Then I made it an “F”. Then a “L”. Then a lowercase “l”. Then an “i” dot.
Kate: Who tooted?
Emma: Smell that?
Kate: Ugh. That’s annoying.
Kate: Nana’s hair is on. And Papa’s fell off!
Emma: Mom, what is an example of a rectangle?
Me: Hmmm…well…a radio?
Emma: Mom! That’s a part of a car!
Me: No, radios can be by themselves.
Emma: Well I’ve never seen that before.
Me: Ok, ipod station dock?
Emma: Yeah, that’s a good one.
Scott came home from work and went to the bathroom.
Scott: Hey, who pooped and didn’t flush!
Kate: Haaaaaa! I pooped! Looks like an ice cream cone!
Scott: What?! Hey, yeah it kinda does….
Driving home. We see a deer eating on edge of woods. I slow down for girls to see.
Emma: I wish daddy was here with his gun.
Emma was watching TV and an ad came on selling Shirley Temple DVDs.
Emma: Mom, who is that girl? She singing and dancing! And she has curly hair like me!
Me: That’s Shirley Temple. This was filmed a long time ago. She’s an old lady now. Actually, you know that drink you like? Shirley Temple? That’s named after her!
Emma: What does she drink a lot of Sprite and cherry juice or something?
Emma: Ah! That fly is gunna bite me!
Me: No, it’s not. Flies don’t bite.
Emma: Yes, they do. Some do!
Me: Well, not that one.
Kate: Tigers bite! ROAR!
Emma: Mom? Do flies have eyes on the back of their heads or something? Because when I sneak attack them, they fly off like they can see behind them.
Scott: Ok, before we go to the gym, we need to find my water bottle.
Kate: Haaaaa! Daddy drinks from a bottle.
Kate: I don’t like halloween. It scares me.
Emma: I like halloween! I get to watch football and eat candy!
Me: Emma, give me my phone back.
Emma: Ugh! Mom! Get your own pinterest!
Emma walks out of kitchen, done with dinner. She told me she was stuffed. I clean the kitchen then start scooping out homemade ice cream. Emma walks back in.
Emma: Hey! I want some!
Me: You said you were stuffed!
Emma: Well, not stuffed with homemade ice cream.
Me: Emma, brush your hair. It’s looking crazy.
Emma: Well, today a teacher at the gym told me they wanted my hair so it must look cute without it being brushed.
Emma: What are you guys watching?
Scott: Wheel of Fortune.
Me: It’s kinda like hangman. You have to guess the word by picking letters.
Emma: Oh. Where’s the hanging man?
Kate: I want to wear this!
Me: No, it’s long sleeved. It’s way too hot outside for that.
Kate: (runs to the window) It’s not hot out! I see a penguin outside! Haaaaaa!
Me: Pew, Kate! Did you fart?
Me: Dang, that really stinks.
Kate: Smells good, mom.
Me: Hey Emma, do you know who that man is on the TV?
Me: He’s the President of the United States.
Emma: Frank Martin?
Emma: What happened, mom?
Me: Well. Looks like someone went into a movie theatre and started shooting at people with his guns. He hurt a lot of people.
Emma: Well, that’s pretty rude. And mean. Both rude AND mean. Good thing Kate and I weren’t in there.