Mac: "I can be a book writer (illustrator). See, I figured out how to make it look like two ghosts are bumping into each other." Smarty pants!
Oak had said something
cute...
Mommy: you are just so adorable!
Oak: just don't call me cute!
Mommy: you are just so adorable!
Oak: just don't call me cute!
Oak has her
special bear that she has to have to suck her thumb. She has to hold the ear of
the bear with her thumb sucking hand while she sucks her thumb. We only let her
have it in her bed for sleeping. When I went to get her out of bed one morning and I asked her if she wanted to get up. In talking about sucking her thumb
with her bear, She says, " I have just a little more left, I need to get
this one part." and then she went back to sucking her thumb.
Mac: I can't wait to
have kids!
Me: really? How come?
Mac: because I can do fun things with them..... But there is one thing I don't want to talk about until I am seven or six.
Me: what is that?
Mac: getting married!
Me: really? How come?
Mac: because I can do fun things with them..... But there is one thing I don't want to talk about until I am seven or six.
Me: what is that?
Mac: getting married!
Oak has become Mac's
second mom...After Mac burped at dinner one night, "Mac, no burping at
the dinner table."...and then after Mac handed me something and I said
thank you, "Mac you need to say you're welcome." She is quite the
firecracker!
Mac explaining to Oak why
she couldn't go on the bumper cars at the mall: "I am five, you are
two...five is like five dollars and two is like two nickels...do you get
it?...(oak doesn't say anything)...fine, I will explain it to you later!"
Mommy (to both Oak and
Mac): When this show is over we are getting dressed.
Oak (to Mac): No crying or whining okay?
Oak (to Mac): No crying or whining okay?
Mac was really upset one day because I wouldn't let him make and give out birthday invitations for his 6th
birthday party in 11 months. Silly boy, love him!
Mac: Mom, I had a dream
about what you and daddy do.
Mom: What would that be?
Mac: You were kissing...it was HORRIBLE!
Mom: What would that be?
Mac: You were kissing...it was HORRIBLE!
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