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." 

Bad Hair Day

LB:  "We put conditioner in my sister's hair so that it won't get wrinkled."

More Sound of Music comments

The Little Bit from her bed:  "Daddy, will you please bring me a sip of water? . . .  Daddy, would you sing How do we solve a problem like Mary M?"  (her name instead of "Maria" as the song goes)

The Sound of Music

Itty Bitty singing "Favorite Things" from The Sound of Music:  "When the dog stings, when the bee bites . . . and then I don't feeeeeeeeel  soooooooooooooo much!"

Angel Wings

Little Bit:  "What do angels do with their wings when they sleep?  Do they fold them up or take them off?"

Reindeer Games

Last night Little Bit was wearing her sateen red Christmas nightgown and wanted to sing Christmas songs.  Pressing November, I’m ready for Christmas songs – not decorations – but music, yes!  So, of course, Haydn and I obliged and sang and sang.  She suggested “the reindeer one.”  We sang it twice with intermittent discussions about the words and all of the reindeer's names.  Little Bit said, “That is a really sad song.”  Long pause.  “Those other reindeer were mean.  They wouldn't let him play with them.  That is not nice.  I don’t like that.”  Thus a discussion ensued about the story.  Then, this from the 4-year-old’s analytical mind:

Little Bit:  “Now, what do reindeer look like?”

Dad:  “Sort of like our deer but bigger and with big antlers on their heads”

Little Bit:  “Where do they live?”

Me:  “Way up North.  We’re in the South . . . so not around here”

LB:  “Do they have wings?”

Dad:  “No.”

LB:  “Then how can they really fly?  Birds have to have wings to fly.  How can they pull a sleigh?”

Us:  “Ok.  You’re right.  Real reindeer can't fly.  But you can’t tell your friends this stuff.”

Lipstick

Itty Bitty to Daddy:  "Where's my lipstick?"
Daddy:  "You're too young for lipstick."
IB:  "Well, I'm 2!"

5 minutes later:
Daddy:  "Quit putting so much lipstick on your lips."
IB:  "Well, that's how God made me."