Perceptions

I placed an online order for a few things today.  One thing is something for Tattooed Preacherman.  He's excited about it coming.  He noticed that only 4 hours after placing the order that it had been packaged and shipped.  He sent Sys up to share the news with me.

She says to me, "Dad says that his powder shipped."

"Great." I say, in a bit distracted tone.  I was cooking dinner.

She proceeds back downstairs and says to her Dad:

"Mom said 'Great.' but she said it in a way that made me think like she meant the opposite."

Counting

When I was visiting my parents house last week, I shared with them that I had recently started this blog.  They loved the idea of preserving the delightful things that Sys and Ry say. 

They were very quick to remind me of some of the funny things the girls have said in the past.  Here's one that HAS to be remembered:

Last year we were on vacation with Tattooed Preacherman's family.  They are a great bunch and his parents are always eager to have the girls share how smart they are getting.

They were sitting at the table and Sys started showing off her counting skills, with Rylee quickly trying to keep up.

Sys: "I can count to 10.  1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10."

Ry: "Me too.  1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10. Ta Da!"

Sys: "I can count to 20.  1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 ......" (all the way to 20)

Ry:  "Me too.  1 2 3 4 5 6....." (all the way to 20, missing some of the teens)

Sys: "I can count to 100 by 10s.  10 20 30....."(all the way to 100, no errors)

Ry: "I can count to 100 by vegetables.  Carrots, tomatoes, peas, broccoli....."

She was dead serious!!!

Beard Shapes

Tattooed Preacherman has a beard--a rather nice beard.  He can grow it in about 5 days.  Typically, he wears a beard all winter and shaves to a goatee and mustache in the summer. 

Recently, Sys and Ry and I were out of town.  While we were away, Preacherman decided to shave off the beard, leaving the goatee and mustache.  The girls noticed shortly after we got home yesterday, with no significant reaction.

Then, this morning, we were having some morning snuggles in the bed before starting the day.  Sys commented to us: 

"Daddy, your beard looks like a shopping bag.  Or maybe a purse."

Cute.  Too cute.

Cuteness

The girls and I are heading out of town today for a short trip to visit their grandparents.  My husband, the Tattooed Preacherman, was snagging some early morning snuggles from Ry, our youngest.  They were chatting softly to each other.  It was really sweet. 

Then he said to her "You're as cute as a button."

Her reply:

"You're as cute as a zipper!"

Sunday School Lessons

So the girls are sitting at the table. 

Sitting at the table always involves lots of squirming, spilling of things, lots of talking, lots of pretend play and laughter.

The girls were talking with each other about what they had just learned at church.  My youngest calls out, "Mommy!!  Guess what!"

"What?" I ask, curious--you never know what she's going to say next.

"Jesus was walking around and when he found one of his recypilers he said 'Come follow me.'" she says.


I grinned and asked her to repeat herself.....and again....and again.  And every time, it was "recypilers". I guess that Jesus and his disciples were early recyclers!!!

Introduction

Hi.  I am the mom to two FABULOUS girls.   My girls say the funniest/cutest/quirkiest things.

Okay, okay.  I know.  ALL kids say such things.  But I am only mom to two of them. 

I am feeling the need to write down more of the funny things they say, so those things don't get lost over time.  I want to remember them well.  I want my girls to look back on the things I've written and be able to laugh at themselves.  I want my girls to read the transitions of their lives through the things they said.  I want them to see how they processed the world when they were younger.

So here goes.  I hope you will laugh along with me along the way.