"Kaley, why do you have an open tube of toothpaste under your shirt?"
~ Me
Not only do my kids say silly things, I say silly things since I had them. Very silly things. Like, for instance, "Don't lick the book."
The following three notes were slipped under my door. In this order.
________________________
Dear Mommy,
Um, when you are done can I talk to you?
Love, Keira
P.S. I AM SCARED OF KALEY!
Dear Mommy,
Wha? Why is Keira skared of me?
Love, Kaley
Dear Dad,
GIVE US A PIGGY BACK RIDE NOW!
Love, Kaley
"Catish is the best language ever. I don't know why anyone even bothers with English. Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow... see?"
~ Kaley
Kaley: "Mommy, I just told Daddy, 'If you take both of us to Lowe's with you, then we can go to Rita's, and I know how much you like Rita's.'"
Me: "What did he say?"
Kaley: "He just said, 'Shut the door!'"
Me: "Kaley, you've got to stop bothering people in the bathroom."
"Kaley, you have chocolate smeared all over your face."
"Yep. That's how you can tell I enjoyed it."
Keira just told me all about an organization in Miami that builds homes in two weeks. It's called "Habitat of Humidity."