Outta the Mouths of Babes.7

(oh, the darling pictures I find whilst looking at my hub's phone...
aka future blackmail material)

My kids. They crack me up. Here are a handful of snippets from around Chez Hopkins

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WILL: Gracie, did you see who came in while you were sleeping?

GRACIE: I already know. It's Uncle Tom. I was staring at him when he was sleeping in the middle of the night.

WILL: O_o That's kind of creepy.

GRACIE: I know! Uncle Tom IS creepy!

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ANNELIE: The movies' not over, Mom. There aren't letters all over the TV yet. That's how you know.

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ME: Hey, Annelie. You have a dentist appointment tomorrow.

ANNELIE [excitedly]: I do?

ME: Yup.

ANNELIE [more excitedly than before]: To have all my teeth pulled out of my head!!?

ME: Um.... no? Why.... do you want all your teeth pulled out?

ANNELIE: YES!


(anyone else seeing Little Shop of Horrors dentist in this kid's future?)

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ANNELIE [fighting with her sister]: I am mad at you! Mad and sad! And those words RHYME!

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ANNELIE: I'm having a staring contest with my boyfriend right now.

ME: Your imaginary boyfriend?

ANNELIE: Yeah. But he always wins.

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GRACIE: This song is really great. What's it called?

ME: Broken Jaw.

GRACIE: Oh. That's sad. But at least it's not called Broken Heart. Now THAT would be REALLY sad.

(my 6-year-old, such a hopeless romantic)


And for your listening (and viewing!!!) enjoyment:



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ANNELIE: Mom, you talk different.

ME: Different than what?

ANNELIE: Different than Spanish.

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Okay, that's all, folks! Hope you're all having a great week!

xoxo,