Amelia getting dressed and I hand her a pair of army green shorts she has had and worn forever. She explains why she can't bear to wear them anymore, "Well, green is just not my best color." We compromised and passed them down to Ben. (they were boys shorts to begin with so don't worry folks)
He also said once, "mmm you smell like a hot dog". It's hard not to think I have an odor problem.
While getting into a smelly elevator Ben plugs his nose and says, "It smells bad in here. Like you." me,"like who??" walk over to me and touches my leg, "like YOU!" so sad.
After ending a call with Phil to see if he wanted to meet us for lunch at our favorite hamburger joint, the Habit, I told Amelia that he was busy and I wasn't sure if he could come. She says, "I'm going to call dad and tell him he's not busy"
During one of a hundred total meltdowns I asked her why she was crying: "I don't like to sleep because I am so tired" That answer was absolutely correct!!!
In a prayer tonight, "please bless I went on a walk, no I didn't go on a walk, yes I did" (we walked and she sat in the stroller, so I think that is why she was confused as to whether she walked or not)
I don't need anymore patience. I'm all done.
Amelia came out in tears after I shabbily put her to bed with no song, kiss and hug. She says exasperatedly to me, "You just left me"
Can I eat this garbage? (referring to a cupcake wrapper and the cake that was stuck to it)
I'm bleeding for band aids
A: Can I have a cookie? V: No A: Mom, you say YES
I bought a scratch at the zoo today. See it. Right here on my body. (showing a scratch from a fall down some stairs)
While playing I pretended I was going to sit on her and she says,"nope, too fat"
(Explaining why her baby is in my bed) My baby's freakin' out. She needs to settle down.
(to Ben) Hey little weirdo. (mom to A) Hey, that's not nice to call him that. (Amelia to Ben again) Hey, grumpy boy. (mom) Amelia, that's not his name. (Amelia) Hey buddy boy. (Fine)
Dad's name is Philip. I'm a tell dad his name is Philip.
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