Funny things kids say

Last night we were talking to a friend and the funny things our kids have said was brought up. I was cleaning out the office and found a piece of paper on which I had jotted down some funny things Emma had said. It got me thinking about why there are so many things Emma had said but not very many for Bree. Poor second child. But I think I figured out why-at least, it's my excuse for not having very many things written down for Bree so I don't feel so guilty. Emma started talking when she was really young and was able to articulate everything she needed to say. She didn't usually mix up things, like saying "them are coming here" which is what Bree does. But what was funny was that she would make up words to say what she was thinking. She didn't have the luxury of an older sibling to tell her what was correct, and she played by herself a lot, so if I wasn't sitting with her and correcting her, then she just called things by what she thought they were. Bree, on the other hand, didn't really start talking clearly until recently, she mixes things up, and she has Emma to talk to all the time. So anything that Bree wants to know is told to her right away by Emma. So, Emma was funny because of the things she would make up. But Bree is funny because she just does funny things, and most of all I love to hear her talk with her lisp. She was also having trouble with her L's and R's, but it's kind of clearing up now, which makes me sad. I LOVE listening to her talk.

But, just for journaling sake, here are the few things I had written down that Emma said when she was about 2 or 3:

When pretending to play a trumpet (I'm guessing that was Little Einsteins era): "Mom, I'm horning!"

Calling the sacrament "soccer mints"

Closing her prayer one time with "In the name of Christmas jammies, amen."

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Telling me to be happy and smile, and when I gave her a fake smile she said, "no mommy, smile with your eyes!"

Story that won me a jujube diaper bag:
Winters in Cleveland were really long, with lots of snow. Emma had a window in her room that overlooked the back part of our driveway and backyard, but to be able to look out the window she had to climb on the ledges of her bed and peer out. Every morning she would climb up, peek out, then wake us up by yelling, "Mom, did you make the snow??!" I would answer, "No, Heavenly Father made the snow." It went on for quite a while-that's how she would wake us up every morning. One morning she yells from her room, "MOM!! Heavenly Father cleaned up!!!" The snow had melted. :)

And just recently I had these:

"Mom, do little girls really make the world sweeter?" that one was based on a vinyl quote that was up in Bree's room.

For a long time Emma has wanted to grow up to be a fairy princess, and Dave is doing nothing to stop that dream. He loves to tell her all sorts of things about when she'll be a fairy princess. On multiple occasions we have found her getting frustrated that flapping her arms isn't making her fly. And there have been quite a few mornings that she has woken up wondering why her fairy wings haven't grown yet and asking when she is going to get them! We told her she'll get them when she turns 16.
Story that has to do with that:
Last year, in kindergarten in California, we carpooled with a little boy who had three little sisters, but he was ALL boy. He loved to talk about helping his dad and grandpa with the yard work and fixing cars. Well, one day he tells Emma that when he turns 16 he's going to be able to drive a car. Emma responds with, "well, when I turn 16 I'm going to become a fairy and get my wings."

And the latest Emma funny: The girls were with us when I fell and broke my arm. I was yelling a bit while holding my arm and people were rushing to help me, so it was a bit traumatizing for them to watch and they were crying. After Dave dropped the girls off at Summer's house so he could come to the ER, Summer was consoling the girls. She told Emma that I would be all right, things were okay. Emma responds, wailing, "But I LOVE that arm! She tickles me and gives me hugs with that arm!" Poor girl thought I was going to lose my arm.

Now, Bree. I can't pinpoint anything lately that she has said that makes me laugh, it's more of her mannerisms that crack us up. She is a performer, and I'm a little sad that she's getting older and her "performances" are evolving into something different. For the longest time, whenever we would be with family all we had to do was sit down with plenty of space  around us and say, "Bree, sing us the pink pirate song." And she would bust out dancing some type of modern/ballet/rock mixture and singing about pink pirates. But it wasn't just pink pirates-she would make the songs up as she went along and anything that caught her eye in the room was sung about. She has songs about ponies, dolphins, sharks, seahorses, pirates, her heart. You name it, she sings about it. And she does little shoulder shimmies and bum shakes. What is so great about Bree is that she has all these expressions and they are all caught on camera-she doesn't cooperate and do pleasant smiles for the camera-it's her faces that get captured. And so when I look at the pictures I always know what she's been doing because of the expression I see :)

And here's a recent picture of the two munchkins. And I know Bree isn't looking at the camera-when it comes to cameras that girl just looks away because she knows it drives me crazy :)