January 5, 2013
“Time is not my gift.”
Explaining to her alarmed parents that she didn’t know if lunch was next up or dinner.
if i could follow this six-year-old around with a tape recorder, i would.
“Time is not my gift.”
Explaining to her alarmed parents that she didn’t know if lunch was next up or dinner.
“I’m just not as smart as I look.”
“I don’t want to bring Bear. He’ll embarrass me.”
-when selecting the stuffed animal she was instructed to bring to school this morning. Which, by the way she remembered all on her own but her homework packet sat on the table complete and not turned in.
I want to go ‘picking’ not ‘choosing’.
-driving passed the pumpkin patch with piles of pumpkins and no field.
“Be quiet like you always don’t.”
(getting pipes out of bed is fun)
“You make Mom do EVERYTHING and it just isn’t nice.”
(To her dad, in my defense.)
(oh, and thank Jojoba someone has noticed, even Demandy Demanderson)
(to her BFF)
Pipes: She’s a really good singer.
Me: thank you! ( as I Madonna-skipped into the room singing Like-a-Prayer)
Pipes: Not you. Stop it.
“Mom? is it ok if I dress more like Madonna?”
“She just gets on my nerbs sometimes.”
“Mom? What’s a ‘toker’? Like a ‘midnight toker’?”
(so I told her)
