September, 2009:
Elisabeth: Mommy, you're a really good cook! You can be the Chef.
Me: WOW! Thank you Elisabeth! And what will Daddy be?
Elisabeth: He can be the waitress.
Me (after wiping the grin off my face): And what will you be when you grow up, Miss Elisabeth?
Elisabeth: I will be a Doctor. No, a Dentistor.
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August 7, 2009:
Sydney, when you gwow up, you're gonna have BIG boobies sticking out!
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July 11, 2009:
Elisabeth: "Mom, close your eyes."
Me: "Okay, they're closed."
Elisabeth: "Did you close the ones in the back of your head too mom?"
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June 16, 2009:
"Charlie, when I get to heaven I'll know just which cat to look for, because there will be lots of gray cats, but you'll be the one with the gween eyes." **sniff sniff**
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Mom: What do you think heaven looks like?
Elisabeth: Well, heaven is on an cloud.
With chairs maybe.
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Elisabeth, age 3 (in a low grumbly voice) : "Fee, Fo, Five, Six, I smell the blood of an en-glish muf-fin!"
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