A has changed the history timeline song to add in "Nana and Grandpa got married" right before "US astronauts walk on the moon."

Daddy asks A how her hands are, and she said happily: Much better! I don't think I even need these gaza strips anymore!

The girls have decided that the name of the puffer fish at the Dr's office is "Blow Up Bob"

W: Oh man, that just scared the loves out of me!

A: Ok, W, we're going to have a party, but it's going to be scientific...

A: Anybody who wants to be a paleontologist say 'species' in your quietest voice!

W, whispering: species in your quietest voice...

Such the comedienne.

A just told S that she's going to burp so hard it will blow the tiny specs of hair off his head.

We're showing the girls parts of The Hobbit. When the Elves arrive, W asks confusedly, "are they speaking English or Spanish?"

6.5 years old...just now 40lbs...first trip in booster...

W: Poodles are the most fashionable dogs.

Me: Oh really? Why?

W, rolling her eyes: Because they wear the most fashionable clothes!!

We play the "Appreciation Game" most nights, where we each appreciate something specific about a member of the family. Tonight, W appreciated Daddy for burping.

My Beautiful A at 6.5

My 6 year old just offered to teach me how to play chess...

A: Dear God, thank you for blessing us with nature and the Earth so we don't just have to live in space.

W in the Sun

A: Whoo hoo! I finally weigh 40 pounds. Must be from all that CrossFit. CrossFit can really pay off!

The girls are going through a phase where the rhyme everything, whether the rhyme is a real word or not.

We're at Les Schwab sorting out a battery issue and I'm talking to the guy about switching between cars. A starts sing-songing loudly, "switchin' bitchin'! switchin' bitchin'"! I'm red faced and quietly tell her, "bitchin' is a naughty word, so let's not rhyme with that, ok?" She starts crying out of embarrassment. Other customers are looking at us funny.

W says loudly, "what does bitchin' mean?" I say, "it's a mean word to describe a woman...we can talk more about it later." I look back at the guy helping me who is cracking up - he says, "it's ok, I have 3 and 5 year olds."

The girls are playing a game where A is W's prisoner. A is sitting on a stool with her hands behind her back while W walks in circles around her.

W, bellowing: SILENCE! Rule #1 is that you are slient to listen to my rules. Rule #2 is that you do not escape. Rule #3 is that you go to Bad School.

A: What's Bad School?

W: SILENCE! Bad School is where you learn bad things from me. Now get our your book and draw a bad picture of Rapunzel with her bad hair.

Super Flower Princess

W is practicing her presentation about goats for Classical Conversations: Goats like to get high. Not like drugs high. Like up on things high.

W comes upstairs after getting dressed.

A: W, that's really cute, you're so fashionable.

W (running off): Daddy, did you know I'm the most fashionable person in this family?

And I'm pretty sure she's right...

Me: Ok girls, this is a good time to practice listening to instructions...

A: What? What did you say?

A, singing: And now it's time for W's fashionable princess song...she wakes up and does her chores, and never spills anything on her dresses, because she loves fashion!

And W returns the favor: A can do anything, but mostly she's just an artist! She's the best at pictures! She's the best at artistes! She rocks the world and everyone loves her!

A: You know what I love about homeschool? I get to hug and kiss my mama whenever I want to...

A: You know Mama, I'm 6 now. That's getting pretty close to being a teenager.

A: Bananas and cheese taste splendid together!

A is telling me about the new abmat jrs at Crossfit: They are blue! I think they made them blue to make them attractive to kids! They are sure attractive to me!

W: A! Please don't run away from me!

A: Sorry, it's just a habit...

Lunch conversation today with the 4-6 year olds:

W lets Jace have some of her crackers.
Lisa: You know what would be funny? If you two got maaaarrriieeedd...
Jace: (makes a face) That would so sad...because I'm going to marry Sophia.
W: (opens her mouth in shock while glaring at Jace) That's not going to happen! I'M going to marry you!
Jace: shrugs

There are days where I just want to bang my head against the wall in regards to the girls. Trying to get them ready for Awana. I tell W to put her shoes on, and she does. In the 2 minutes before going to the car, for no apparent reason she takes them off again so then she's screaming and crying that she doesn't have any shoes on in the garage...

The girls are playing with playdough.

A: I'm making a couch!

W: I'm making carpet!

#mykidsareweird

A commenting on her strength: My muscles are so strong I can barely feel my bones through these thighs.

Sigh. W just go into our beagle's ashes and spilled some of them on the piano. 

There are so many things wrong with that sentence.

We're going to OMSI tomorrow for the Grossology exhibit. I ask A what she thinks we might see there. She ponders for a moment.

A: Are snot and ear wax gross?

Me: Yes.

A: Then I already know alllllllll about gross. This is going to be awesome!