She's a Funny One

Sweet Pea has just been SO funny lately. Here are a few more stories.

- On the way to church Sunday, she asked if Peanut was wearing her Easter dress. I reminded her that Peanut was born after Easter so she didn't have an Easter dress. Daddy-O told her that she needed to teach Peanut about all the holidays. This conversation followed.

Sweet Pea to Peanut - "I'll start with Christmas. At Christmas you make cookies, see Santa at the mall, have pictures made, get presents, he fills your stocking all the way up with toys, get a new ornament, decorate a tree and put lights on the house. This year Santa is going to bring me a horse."

Mom to Sweet Pea - "Remember we live in the city, not the country"

Sweet Pea - "Oh, yeah, I forgot. Hmm.....Is Santa magic?"

Mom - wanting to see where this would go "Maybe"

Sweet Pea to Peanut - "Well, then Santa is going to give me a really big yard......and then a horse."

- Saturday night we had dinner at Micah and Lisa's house. They made a Moroccan meal that included chicken and couscous. We have a rule that Sweet Pea must at least try a bite of food before she can say she doesn't like it. We made her try a bite of the chicken and spent the next 30 minutes trying to get her to swallow it. This is not too uncommon even with food she likes. Towards the end she informed us that she needed to potty. I told her she better hurry and swallow (I know that trick). She complained some more and I continued to "encourage" her to swallow before she had an accident. A few minutes later she shouts, in a very angry voice, "I'm dancing. And it's NOT because I hear music. It's because I HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM!!!!". And here all along we thought she was having a little personal party.

- While putting her night gown on she warned me not to "bump her boobs" because they had milk in them for Amy (her newest baby). I responded with a simple, "Oh, they do" and she came back with "Yes, but I really don't want to talk about it. Boobs that is".

- On the way home from our Moroccan meal someone tooted in the car. I told Daddy-O to put down the windows and was being dramatic holding my head out side of the car. All of a sudden we hear Sweet Pea in a strained, plugging her nose, yell, "I'M NOT TALL ENOUGH!!!!" as she strained to get her head out the window.