Me: "Layla, use a tissue, not your finger."
L: "Well, I'm just getting a booger."
~February 3, 2011
"When Piper was sick she had ammonia in her heart."
~February 7, 2011
"Mom, there's a crack in my butt!" ("crack" referring to her wedgie)
~March 5, 2011
"The baby in your belly said you don't want to take a shower."
~March 5, 2011
"That's annoying, Piper!"
~March 5, 2011
"Look! I'm hiding in a trash bag." (yeah...it was one of my ankle-length skirts :-/ )
~March 5, 2011
L: "I left the door open. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."
Me: "It's okay."
L: "I know it's okay."
~March 8, 2011
Me: "Eat your food, Layla."
L: "Hey, you can't tell me to eat my food!"
Me: "Oh, yes I can tell you to eat your food and I will! I'm your mother. I gave birth to you."
...
L: "What?..(thinking)...You gave birth to me?...(thinking)...Why'd you do that?"
~March 9, 2011
"My hair is tangled." (excuse for getting out of bed)
~March 13, 2011
"Mommy, your baby is hungry."
~March 31, 2011
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