To battle my “woe-is-me-ness” brought about by The Never-ending Winter, this week I’ve compiled some of the funny (and random) things my children have said recently. It’s a good thing they’re here to lighten my mood.
Sadie to her sister Josie, after watching her eat a burrito: “You disgust me.”
Josie at the pet store: “I think I want a chinchilla. Or one of those hot dogs.”
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Jed: “If I had a baby goat, I would name him Weasel.”
Adelaide at the Mexican restaurant: “Oh, I’m not doing anything. Just puttin’ cheese dip upon my beans.”
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Jed, after giving his dad a Rice Krispy treat: “Here Dad, I didn't even lick it.”
Adelaide: “My legs are going to eat you. They are very hungry.”
Sadie, after seeing a Christmas tree still up in March: “Wow! Look at that! Those people must really love God!”
Sadie, smelling a stink while we were on the road: “Hey! No poopages allowed in this car!” Jed: “Oh yes there is! Adelaide and Josie!”
Jed: “I just not like potatoes very far.”
Adelaide on St. Patrick’s Day, after hearing something rummaging through our trash can: “Maybe it’s a leprecoon.”
Aunt Sharon, coughing: “I have something in my throat!” Jed: “Is it a bug?”
Adelaide: “Jed got a blue race car that goes by itself! It’s a commode control!”
Sadie, confusing her love of jewelry with her love of Christmas songs: “Over the hills we go, laughing all the way… bells on cocktail rings…”
Adelaide: “I have a surprise for you!” Josie: “Maybe it's another me!” Sadie: “That's one thing I don't want!” Jed, out of the blue: “Maybe it a penis!”
Jed: “Mommy, I grow up?” Me: “Yep, you're a little boy but you will grow into a man, like Dad.
Do you want to be like Dad when you grow up? Or Papaw, or Grandpa, or Pop-Pop?” Jed: “Nope. I want to be like Jed.”
Me: “Sadie, what are you eating? Candy?” Sadie, dramatically: “It's not just chocolate, Mother – it’s Turkish Delight!”
After singing the Oscar Meyer Weiner song, Adelaide ended with the refrain: “Everyone would be in love with me!” Jed: “No! Not wif you, Adelaide!”
Josie, after I told her I would pay her to rub my sore shoulder: “Well, it only costs a quarter. That's a pretty good deal. Yeah, I used to sell hearts for a living, red ones that I cut out of paper. But that didn't turn out so well. I sold one to you, one to Dad, one to Grandpa, and one to Aunt Lydia. I made a dollar, but you can't live forever on a dollar. I guess I should probably move on to the next thing.”