Marie: In authoritative tone. Mommy. You stay home and cook dinner.
Brandon: Next time, Marie, say "Woman!"
While looking at a dinosaur puzzle they had completed--Brandon: Which is your favorite dinosaur?
William: The tyrannosaurus rex and triceratops.
Brandon: But if you had to pick just one which would be your favorite?
William: Um, my favorites are the tyrannosaurus, the triceratops, and that one (pointing at the brontosaurus).
Brandon: Can you pick just one to be your favorite?
William: If I picked just one it would be the diplodocus with the crest on top.
The kids invaded our bed this morning, while we were longing for the days when we used to sleep in on Saturdays. Marie nestled herself in between Brandon and I --
Marie: Mommy! We're stuck, how get off? Maybe need a ladder.
Mommy: You think we need a ladder?
Marie: Or a mouse-ke-tool.
William: No, Marie. Toodles isn't here.
You'll have to watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse to get that.
As told to the missionaries when they came over for dinner --Marie: That's my mommy. She got married all by herself.
William: Yeah, that's when my mommy was a princess.
William: (After asking the missionaries their names.) When I grow up to be a missionary, I want to be called John.
Brandon was holding a towel for William to dry his hands --
Daddy, you're a towel holder!
4 comments:
LOL! I'm dying imagining William addressing you, authoritatively, as "Woman!" Hilarious. Congratulations Brandon on your job promotion. I think. Is Towel Holder a promotion? Just kidding. I love kid-speak.
Oh my. I am chuckling hard. I love the minds of little ones.
That's awesome! I love the things they say!
I am not sure my first comment made it, but I will say again that your kids are funny!
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