Outta the Mouths of Babes.3

Why yes, she is wearing a plastic bag, thankyouverymuch.
These are tough economic times
and we must get creative with our dress up clothes.

In case you've been wondering if I've fallen of the face of the Earth... kind of, yeah.

I've been sick with the flu, which is no bueno, so I'm taking a nice long break from life.

However, for your reading pleasure, I've gathered a few things that have been said around the house this week. Perhaps its my fever-induced haze that makes them so hilarious, or perhaps they really are funny... you can be the judge of that.

So here you go -

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Scene: Kitchen. Annelie standing on the scale (I don't know why its in the kitchen...)

Me [to Annelie]: How much do you weigh?

Annelie [very seriously]: 4 o'clock

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Scene: Kitchen - eating dinner. Gracie and Annelie are plotting an adventure through the woods, to take place immediately after dinner.

Gracie: We're going into the deep, dark forest. And we're really brave and aren't afraid of anything. Except skanks.

Me [snorting my spaghetti - yes, its possible. Painful, but possible]: Um... skanks?

Gracie: Oh. I mean snakes.


(I think she had it right the first time. I'm deathly afraid of skanks...)
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Scene: Movie time, on couch.

Gracie: My tummy has very bad manners. Its saying, 'Give me food, right now,' and it's not even asking nicely.

Me: Uh... okay. Do you want some juice?

Gracie: Oh yes! My tummy loves juice!

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Okay, I'm sure there have been more, but I've been drugged out of my mind with Nyquil, so I don't remember anything. And if you're wondering why I would offer Gracie juice when she's only just said she was hungry (as opposed to thirsty) ... um, yeah, I'm wondering that, too. Must be the Nyquil talking.

Enjoy!

xoxo,