114th Passage

Owen: mommy, Morgan just called me Ben ten!

Morgan: that's not a bad word.

Owen: then why did you even say it?

I guess Owen thinks everyone else has the same fascination with saying bad words as he does.

I'm getting tired of hearing Lydia say "don't talk me that!" Every time I tell her no. Or anything she doesn't want to hear.

Owen: did you know I let my babies wear my scarf because they are always cold on the inside because all they eat is ice cream?

Me: oh really? Who are your babies?

Owen: I named them names they don't like. One of them likes the name Richie, but I don't like that name. But he is rich.

Lydia was talking and singing to Allison and even sang "baby Alli.." And the next thing she said was "is this baby Jesus?"

My boys replace "fight" with "battle" and "won" or "beat" with "defeated". So we hear comments like "me and Owen were battling and I defeated him." "We defeated level 6 is Lego Indiana jones!" "Don't take that, or I will battle you!"

Lydia likes to taunt with this. One day she said "nana, nana, boo boo! Nana, nana, boo boo! Boo boos" then pointing at me "you have boo boos!"

Being in public with Lydia can be embarrassing. While looking at tomato sauce in the grocery store, Lydia points to a man doing the same thing and says, "I dot like that man."

Me: Lydia, eat your dinner.

Lydia: but my tummy hurts. And my leg hurts and my arm hurts and my back hurts!

I've been reading Pollyanna to the boys, and I'm loving the impact it's having on them. This morning I told them it was time for chores. In the other room I heard William complaining about it, so Morgan said, "remember, there is always something to be happy about."

Owen, picked up a sock and started crawling toward Allison, who was lying on the floor.

Owen, in a high pitched song-song voice: "oh this sock is so cute, I just want to shove it in Alli's..."

He looks up at me and sees me watching him with a quizzical, expectant, expression.

"...laundry basket. Is Alli's laundry basket the same as Lydia's?"

Then he stands up and walks the opposite direction.

Morgan: let me show you something Owen, it won't hurt.

Lydia: I love you.

Me:I love you too, Lydia.

Pause

Me: what does love mean?

Lydia: I don't know.

Me: what's love like?

Lydia: Jesus. Like Jesus.

Owen: Alli + Alli = pretty cute

I look forward to the day that Owen finally learns to say "popcorn" instead of "pop porn".

After David and I each ate one of Lydia's cinnimon twist things at Taco Bell she said, "I don't want you to eat them all. I don't want you to get fatter!"

Apparently Morgan thinks that the ctrl key on the keyboard means "choose the right lol".

Melanie and I were having a conversation about the kids and I said, "Well, Lydia is a tattle tale." Immediately, Lydia, who was not a part of the conversation chimed in with, "Mommy! Daddy just called me a tattle tale."

David: "Maybe we should just make a rule that the kids can't play any fighting games."

Owen: "We don't only play fighting games. Sometimes we play on William's bed."

David: "Yeah, you play fighting games on William's bed."

Owen: "But you don't know we do that."

Morgan: you know what kind of caveman is my favorite? Neanderthal. Not the homo habilis.

We were learning about Alexander graham Bell and William was amazed at how long ago it was. Then he said " and people were gray back then."

Morgan: Alli, you're making me very conscious with you!

Me: conscious? What does that mean?

Morgan: oh, I mean unconscious! Alli, you're making me unconscious at you.

Morgan: I always know where my mouth is. Even when I'm not looking at it!