W and I were discussing freckles this morning. I told her I thought I was getting more every year I got older. She replied matter-of-factly, "Yeah, you have so many! Probably you're going to die soon!"

W tells me a story:

I was at CC when I looked up and saw a claw. Then I realized it was a spider, so I ran away. But my Daddy killed it with a french fry. Spiders like french fries, and it ate so much it exploded.

A has built a fort.

A: I'm going in the restroom now for a little bit!

Me (alarmed): It's a pretend restroom right? I won't find any pee on the carpet?

A (confused): No! Why would I pee in a rest room? I'm going there to rest!

At the end of the day at VBS yesterday, they told the kids something along the lines of "have a great afternoon, memorize your scripture, invite a friend for tomorrow and come ready to raise the roof!" This morning I asked A if she needed to take anything today. She paused for a moment and then said brightly, "oh! yes! I need to bring something to help take the roof off!"

I managed to explain what they meant without too much laughter, but I'm guessing today isn't going to be nearly as cool as she thought it was going to be judging by the look of disappointment on her face.

Happy Father's Day!

Berry picking with friends

Learning chess

I'm at a family party and one of my cousins comes in and says that W needs me. I hurry into the room where she's at and she looks upset and repeats what she was trying to say.

Me to cousin: She's saying, "When do I get cake?"

Cousin: Oh, I thought I heard cake, but she seemed so serious!

Me: W is very serious about food...

Photobooth fun

W says, "remember that time you and me and A and Daddy were all in a little shower together and it broke?" 

Me: No, not really...

W: Oh yeah, that was just a sillymare.

W comes creeping into my room this morning to tell me quietly, "If you and I were stuck together with bubblegum, I couldn't eat, and you couldn't make breakfast."


I took this as a hint it was time to get up...

W ended her verse recital tonight with a loud fart. To which A added, "best verse ever!" Then it was time for A's prayer which was "Thank you for a great day, and please help W to be more modest."

You know, I think saying "we really need to respect God's word more" while trying to control hysterical laughter probably doesn't quite convey the right amount of seriousness...

A, with her finger in her mouth: Mama, which one is my blue tooth?

Me: Your blue tooth? What do you mean?

A: You know, where is my blue tooth?

Me: I'm not sure I understand...

A: Remember that time we went to Costco because you had to buy a new blue tooth for Daddy?

Me: Oh...I see why that's confusing...

A just taught W how to count to 100.