Saturday, June 19, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Overheard
ME: I can't find my phone. Maybe we should call it to see where it is.
EMMA: PHOOO-ONE! Hey PHO-ONE!
ME: What are you doing? Are you calling for my phone?
EMMA: Yes.
ME: No I meant call it using another phone so we can hear it ring.
EMMA: Oh.
EMMA: PHOOO-ONE! Hey PHO-ONE!
ME: What are you doing? Are you calling for my phone?
EMMA: Yes.
ME: No I meant call it using another phone so we can hear it ring.
EMMA: Oh.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Friday, June 11, 2010
Overheard
Tonight during her blessing on the food, Sophie prayed that dinner would "strangle our bodies." (She meant to say "strengthen.")
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Overheard
EMMA: Mom, remember when you told me I need to listen to what my body's telling me? Well, it's kinda telling me I need to sleep in your room tonight.
Monday, June 07, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Overheard
[NOTE: The opinions expressed by Sophie in this conversation do not reflect the opinions held by her parents. She is 3 years old and we don't know where she gets some of her crazy ideas.]
SOPHIE: Does everyone have a sky?
ME: Yes. Everyone has a sky.
SOPHIE: Does everyone have a house?
ME: Some people don't have a house to live in.
SOPHIE: Like black people?
ME: Um, NO. What color your skin is doesn't determine whether or not you have a house to live in.
SOPHIE: Workers don't live in houses.
ME: Most workers live in houses. I'm a worker, and we live in a house.
SOPHIE: You're not a worker!
ME: I'm not a worker? What am I?
SOPHIE: A daddy.
ME: But I'm a worker too. I'm getting ready to leave for a meeting for work right now.
SOPHIE: You're not a worker.
ME: What do workers do?
SOPHIE: They build houses.
ME: I don't build houses. You're right. But I'm still a worker.
SOPHIE: Can you fix a drawer?
ME: Yes.
SOPHIE: Can you fix a pantry?
ME: Yes.
SOPHIE: Can you fix a cup?
ME: Yes.
SOPHIE: Oh.
SOPHIE: Does everyone have a sky?
ME: Yes. Everyone has a sky.
SOPHIE: Does everyone have a house?
ME: Some people don't have a house to live in.
SOPHIE: Like black people?
ME: Um, NO. What color your skin is doesn't determine whether or not you have a house to live in.
SOPHIE: Workers don't live in houses.
ME: Most workers live in houses. I'm a worker, and we live in a house.
SOPHIE: You're not a worker!
ME: I'm not a worker? What am I?
SOPHIE: A daddy.
ME: But I'm a worker too. I'm getting ready to leave for a meeting for work right now.
SOPHIE: You're not a worker.
ME: What do workers do?
SOPHIE: They build houses.
ME: I don't build houses. You're right. But I'm still a worker.
SOPHIE: Can you fix a drawer?
ME: Yes.
SOPHIE: Can you fix a pantry?
ME: Yes.
SOPHIE: Can you fix a cup?
ME: Yes.
SOPHIE: Oh.
Friday, May 28, 2010
Overheard
ANDREW: I heard about this disease that makes your eyeballs get rotten and fall out. I think I have that disease.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Overheard
I was trying to figure out how to reattach the weather stripping around our front door that had been removed earlier in the day by a painter. Emma was watching and said, "Maybe it just slides in." She was right. After I finished reinstalling the weather stripping, Emma said, "You guys sure are lucky to have me in the family."
Friday, May 14, 2010
Monday, May 10, 2010
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