Gretchen: 1, 2, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 16, 5, 5, 5.
Gretchen: 1, 2, 3, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 15, 16, 16, 16, 16, 17, 18, 19, 1, 2, 3.
Eva: My Mommy coming today!
Me: Yes, your mommy is going to come after quiet time to take you home.
Eva: Me not want to go home.
Olivia: Mom, she has to go home.
Me: If the baby in mommy's tummy is a boy, should we name him Samuel or Thomas?
Olivia: Well, I would like a train in my house.
(That one took me a minute.)
Olivia: Gretchen will turn into Olivia or a kid and we will have a new baby.
Olivia (referring to dinner): I don't like this.
Me: You don't?
Olivia: No, but probably I will like it when I am a kid.
Me: When will you be a kid?
Olivia: On Thursday.
Me: So you will eat it on Thursday?
Olivia: Will we be at Grandma's house on Thursday?
Me: No.
Olivia: Will we be at Grandma's house on Sunday?
Me: Yes, we will be at Grandma's house on Sunday.
Olivia: Oh. Probably I will be a kid on Sunday.
Olivia (watching me try on maternity shirts): Why are you putting on all those shirts?
Me: To see if they fit over my belly. Look, this is one I wore when YOU were in my tummy!
Olivia: Well, I will not fit in your belly anymore because there is another baby in there. But when that baby is out then I will be little again and go back in your belly.
Me: Sick kids are God's way of making sure the laundry gets done.
Gretchen: Tingle tingle sar, how I wonder are, up a world high, yike a diamond ky, tingle tingle sar... (she gets stuck on a loop)
Gretchen: Sing five monkeys jump bed fall off bonk head mama doggo no monkeys jump bed.
Hahaha Olivia cracks me up!
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