Monster: [Sunshine], now you're just being contrary.
Sunshine: You being country.
Monster: Country? Not country, contrary.
Sunshine: No, you a little bit country.
Monster: I'm country?
Sunshine: *singing* You country. You country. You country.
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Not sure how the conversation started but here's how it turned out.
Monster: [Sunshine], now you're just being contrary. Sunshine: You being country. Monster: Country? Not country, contrary. Sunshine: No, you a little bit country. Monster: I'm country? Sunshine: *singing* You country. You country. You country.
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Sunshine: Can I have more candles?
Me: Candles? Sunshine: Yes, candles. Me: You mean cantaloupe? Sunshine: Yes, more candles. Obviously I'm doing way too many Pinterest crafts. Anytime we make anything now Monster asks, "Can we post that on Pinterest?"
Sitting in the kitchen, I hear, *thump, *bang. I ask Sunshine if she's OK. She responds. "Dat me. I trip over Daddy shoes. Dis is why we don't leave them in middle of the floor!"
I'm on the phone. Sunshine is chattering away in the background. And chattering. And chattering. Finally I hear, "You never listen to me!" Problem is, honey, you're always talking.... Sunshine was just looking at the pictures on Our Story and when we came to the wedding photo she said, "Mommy a princess!" Thanks, Boo.
When Monster woke up, the sun was shining through the clouds. He looks out the window. "Mommy, look, it's a sign! It's the thing that Jesus died on." I look, the clouds seem to be forming a cross. "It does look like a cross." Monster says, "I think the angels did it as a sign that Jesus is coming back."
Um, where is my kid learning this stuff? Certainly not from me or Husband. Sunshine wakes up and the first thing she asks, "Is it St. Patrick's Day?"
"No, honey, that was yesterday." "But I want it be St. Patrick's Day again!" She's my daughter. After coloring a picture, Monster showed it to us and said, "I colored the cowboy brown like Daddy".
No one in my house eats broccoli other than me. So, while Husband was gone, I made myself some broccoli with cheese. Sunshine saw it and told me she wanted some.
Me: I am happy to make you broccoli, but I know you won't even touch it. Sunshine: Yes I will! I won't eat it. I just touch it like this [pokes the table quickly]. So I touch it, but I won't eat it. You make me some? Sunshine was headed upstairs to go potty. She stops and tells me she needs help. Then she looks at me and says, "Actually, you have choice. You want to help me get on the potty, go to potty downstairs, or just sit wit me? What you choose?"
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