Saturday, June 28, 2014

Worrying about her future children

LB (age:  not quite 5):  "Mama, I need you to save all of my toys and my bed so that my children will have something to play with and somewhere to sleep when we come see you when I grow up.  I also need you to save IB's stuff too for her children.  And...I need you to save the big beds in the other room so that I will have somewhere to sleep."  Hoarder in the making??? 

Turkey Sandwich

LB:  "For lunch I want a turkey sandwich with pickles and cheese and no turkey."
Me:  "So you want a turkey sandwich with no turkey."
LB with straight face:  "Yes, M'am."

First Stitches

While I was at a real wedding, the children were at home with Daddy playing "wedding" when the Little Bit slipped on her white afghan veil while dancing and busted her chin on the tile floor.  I got home in time to rush the whole fam to the after-hours clinic.  She handled the whole thing like such a grown-up.  The next day while eating breakfast before church, Daddy said we needed to think up a good story to tell people about what happened.  (He said it needed to be more exciting than, "I was playing wedding." ...not that we encourage lying!)  They came up with lots of hilarious ones, but the best one was when LB said, "We could tell people I fell out of an airplane."