Sarah: "Where's Daddy?"
Maddy: "Playing at a baseball game."
Sarah: "Can we watch it on TV?"
Yes, girls, Daddy's an engineer by day and a major-league pitcher by night.
Maddy, upon taking the milk out of the refrigerator:
"Holy Toledo, three-sixty for a gallon of milk? Why don't we just buy a cow?!"
We try not to let our kids worry about money. Clearly we have failed.
Gracie:
"The chickens did poop all over my playhouse AGAIN. Who did put thems chickens in there?"
"Oh. Sorry, God, I did left the door open."
I wasn't aware our 4-year-old was old enough to blame God for her problems. But she did apologize. Also, free range chickens produce some of the same problems as do Free Range Kids: inconvenient pooping places.
6 comments:
Wow, I didn't know EGE played baseball on TV. What a hoot!
I love Gracie's apology to God. That was priceless. I also agree with the free-ranging "stuff" problem... my son free-ranged his potty at the church this past saturday - right on the neighbors fence.
*sigh*
He honestly doesn't do that at home. Not that I've noticed. I mean, I do keep an eye on him...
hey, we had free range puking all and everywhere this weekend.. oh fun... usually it's just the potty training! lol
I love the comments.. it's sooo human.
adorable! i LOVE the things kids say! :)
Umm, at the risk of sounding blonde: Do you seriously have chickens?
Yea, major baseball league player in disguise
*sigh*
This was just too cute. Sorta makes up for all of the crummy stuff we get dumped on us by our kids~
*sigh*
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