Morgan: I'm glad that robbers always dress in a certain way.
With a gray shirt and black pants and sometimes an eye thing and a hat. That
way the police always know if they're a robber. But why don't they just dress
like normal people?
Owen:
Morgan, what's pressure?
Morgan:
pressure is when there is too much water on you and you get smashed. Your brain
gets squished, and blood is spewing out of you, and the water turns red.
Lydia:
mommy. Mommy...mommy!
Me: yes,
Lydia?
Lydia: I
like Jesus.
Me: I like
Jesus, too.
Lydia: boys,
you like Jesus?
Owen: guess
what, guys? I can speak girl.
Morgan: of course
you can speak girl. Girls speak just like boys.
Morgan: we
haven't seen the libary one.
Owen:
libRary, not libary. Cause then it would be a lie and a berry.
Almost every
morning during chores, I get to hear the boys bidding for Lydia to help them.
"Want to help me? I'm cleaning the bathroom. You can clean the
counter." "Want to help me, Lydia? I'm cleaning the living room, you
can do the shoes." "Lydia, you can help me clean the kitchen. I'll
let you wipe the table."
And then
Lydia makes a choice, garnering two groans and one cheer from her brothers.
Morgan, who
is 7, has been working on some pretty simple math this morning, which he can
do, but doesn't want to do. So he's already using the age old complaint
"why do I need to learn this? Why is math even in the world??"
This morning
I was bathing Allison, (which she hates) and Lydia was "helping." She
said, "hey, baby has my pee pee!" Yes Lydia, you are both girls. Can
you tell she learns her vernacular from her brothers?
Morgan:
"Daddy, guess what my favorite whale is?"
David:
"A killer whale?"
Morgan:
"Nope"
David:
"A blue whale?"
Morgan:
"Nope, my favorite is the sperm whale. Because I know the most about sperm
whales. And I think sperm is a funny word."
Morgan:
"it will take three minutes to get home."
William:
"I think it will take five."
Morgan:
"Daddy, how much is 120 plus 60?"
David:
"One hundred eighty"
Morgan:
"See, William, Daddy says it will take three minutes to get home 'cause
sixty plus sixty plus sixty is three minutes."
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