Genevieve: (coughing)
Me: Oh, you poor little coffee cake*. Why are you coughing?
Josie: I think she ate a cold.
*Jeremy calls the girls "coffee cake" whenever they cough. It must have rubbed off on me.
Josie: (Looking in the mirror and dancing) I am myself! I am myself! I am myyyyyysellllllllllf!
Jeremy, making a sandwich to take to work, came around the corner to tell me something, still holding the bottle of mustard.
*Jeremy calls the girls "coffee cake" whenever they cough. It must have rubbed off on me.
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Josie: (Looking in the mirror and dancing) I am myself! I am myself! I am myyyyyysellllllllllf!
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Josie: (bolting toward him, panic in her voice) Don't take the mustard to work with ya!!!!!
Jeremy: Don't worry, I won't. I know how much you love mustard.
Josie: Whew! (wiping forehead)
Me: Please quit putting your hair in your bowl of macaroni and cheese.
Josie: Why did you say that to me?
Me: Because I want you to stop putting your hair in your food.
Josie: OHHHHHHHHH. THAT'S why you said that!
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Aunt Kayla: Wow, your hair is getting really long, Josie.
Josie: Yeah, Jeremy said it's almost to my butt.
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Josie: Why did you say that to me?
Me: Because I want you to stop putting your hair in your food.
Josie: OHHHHHHHHH. THAT'S why you said that!
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