I was playing with sidewalk chalk on our driveway with Kate.
Me: What do you want me to draw?
Kate: A rainbow.
Me: Ok, there. Now what?
Kate: A weed.
Me: A what?
Kate: A weed! Like this! (points to a weed in the mulch)
Kate: We live in a circle.
Emma: We live on a planet, Kate.
Kate: I can’t see the planet.
Emma: You see it all over, Kate!
Kate: But planets are in the sky.
Emma: We are in the sky.
Kate: But I can’t see us!
Emma: You can’t see us if we’re ON the planet. Well, I guess maybe if you take a bunch of trips, you can see the rest of the planet. But not us in the sky. Kate, stop confusing me.
Me: Come on girls, we have to pick up Evelyn (my 5 month old niece)
Me: Jenna has to get her classroom ready and I said I would watch Evelyn for her.
Kate: Just tell Jenna to put her on a table.
Kate: I can talk with my eyes closed. Watch.
Kate: Mommy! I’m going to take a picture of you. Say cheese!
Me: No! I’m going to be like you and not smile for the camera (I make an angry face for the camera)
Kate: (Click) Cute!
Kate: Mommy. Sometimes when I fart I can’t hear it. But I always smell it.
The girls were eating apples.
Kate: I got seeds!
Emma: Here Kate, just bury the apple seeds in the yard. That’s what I do.
Kate: How does your body throw up?
Emma: It’s just gets overflowed, Kate.
Kate: I run fast, daddy. Watch.
Scott: You do run fast!
Kate: I’m faster than all the boys.
Kate: Guess what’s in my purse. It starts with an S.
Me: Um….string….silly putty….string cheese.
Kate: No, none of those. It is mommy’s lip glossssssssss.
Kate: It’s cold in here. My bumps are coming up.
Me: Come on, Emma. Let’s go to the neighbor’s house. They’re having a bonfire.
Emma: Do we have to walk?
Me: Yes, we’re walking. It’s not far.
Emma: Mom. I really don’t want to walk. I had PE today.
Me: Kate! Did you meet Bill Snyder last night?
Kate: No. He wasn’t there.
Me: Yes, he was. The old man that signed your helmet.
Kate: That wasn’t the real Bill Snyder.
Kate: I can count to 20.
Me: Ok, go.
Kate: (stares at me. Bobs her head.)
Kate: I counting to you in my head.
Kate: Emma is going to shoot a deer with daddy.
Me: Yeah, we’ll see.
Kate: You can’t shoot the girl deer or the babies, right?
Me: Yeah, I guess. Is that what daddy told you?
Kate: We just shoot the mean ones.
Kate: It’s wonderful to fart.
Emma: Kate! Get your stinky feet out of my face!
Kate: You need to smell my stinky feet, Emma!
I spent a week watching my 1 year-old niece, Gabby. Special Oh Gabby edition:
Me: Do you girls want to go to Target?
Gabby: (shakes her head no)
Kate: YES! I knew Gabby would be on my side!
Me: Your daddy went to get a taco.
Emma: He can’t decide what kind of taco, Gabby.
Me: Gabby, can you say Jenna?
Me: Gabby, can you say Julie?
Me: Can you say JU-LEE
(I was showing Gabby a book about Bill Snyder.)
Me: Gabby, can you say Bill?
Emma: Gabby, can you say Bill Snyder, he’s a legend?
Gabby was hitting Kate’s stomach.
Me: Oh Gabby, be nice!
Kate: It feels good, mom.
Me: Ok, Kate. Time to take Gabby back home.
Kate: Are they done getting tacos? They must have got a lot of them.