Ego boost

Judah (wearing his red sunglasses and his pajamas): Who gave me these sunglasses?

Me: I did, Jude.

Judah: Aw, thanks for giving me these sunglasses, Mom. You're awesome to me. Give me five!

Mommie, do you think Mister Rogers will show a video about...

How God makes ladybugs?

I don't think he'll show a video that shows God making them, honey, but you'll be able to see how they lay eggs, become larvae, and then become ladybugs in our garden.

So, does God make the mommie ladybugs?

The mommie ladybugs hatch from eggs, too.

(Now the wheels start turning)
Umm... Mommie? Did God make the eggs that the Mommie ladybugs hatch from? Or did he just make the Mommie ladybugs?

And some inteligeble words begin...

First, how the heck do you spell intelligeble? I have googled it and gotten two different ways and my spell check says they're both wrong.

Sophia and Josiah have been saying a few words and babbling a lot. Most of what they say, though, is only understood because of the context or the pointing involved.

Both of them have added very clear uh-oh's. Josiah said Eh-der for Eszter yesterday. Sophia says Whoa very clearly. Here's the fun one. Sophia pooped tonight, and walked past me. I asked her if she had pooped, and she grabbed her diaper and said, "poo poo poop"

Great, "what were your daughter's first words?" Poop.

Who is that girl?????

So, you know how Eszter is usually very polite, sweet, funny.... Well, something has possessed her. Hayley, from church, came over to help me get all the kids out to MOPS on time, and I was taking her home afterwards. Eszter and Hayley sat together in the back of the van, and I heard Eszter say, "Hayley, Oh no! I forgot half of my lunch! Here it is, my boogers!" She then proceeds to pick her nose and EAT IT!!! EEEWWWWWW!

beer

We're watching the Super Bowl... a bud light commercial comes on and it's talking about how their beer is so great and blah blah blah and it gives you more...you can fly. so the guy is flying all goofy like. and just another one of her 5 million questions this afternoon, Eszter asks why is he flying. then answers herself (with another question) "did he drink too much?"

Oh the wisdom of the innocent.

Ahh, Eszter...

Today I was reading Thumbelina to Eszter, and we got to the part where she marries the king of the sprites of the flowers. She said,
"Why did she want to marry him?"
"They fell in love."
"But why did she marry him?"
"Well, a lot of times, people fall in love when they are young grown ups, like in their twenties or so. They decide to get married."
"I'm not going to do that."
"Oh, you're not going to get married?"
"No, I'm going to get married. Just not in my twenties."
"When do you think you'll get married?"
"Not in my twenties. When I''m sixty-one or two."
"Be sure to tell your Daddie that."
"No, that's just for me to tell you."

And, last night I took Eszter and the babies to Islands, since Brian was out of town and I thought I might lose my mind if I stayed home one second longer. On our way out, the wind had picked up and it was really cold. I didn't have hats for the kids, so I was urging Eszter to hurry.
"Eszter, quick quick quick! It's cold out here!"
"Okay Mommie" (she's walking slowly)
"ESZTER! hurry hurry!
"I AM quicking mommie, I'm just quicking really slow!"