From the Mouths of Babes

I guess she always gets what she wants

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Me: “Well, we don’t always get what we want.”
Evie: “You and mommy?”

Evie: “Do I have to keep my socks on? Is it the law?”

After soccer practice, we were watching the big kids (adults and teens) play a soccer tournament. Evie asked, “Will they get butterfly stamps too?”

Sara: “Throw up in the toilet, like mommy!”
Instructions that immediately made sense to Evie, even in her sickened state. She was 3 for 3.

Me: “What number is two ones?”
Evie: “I don’t know, what?”
Me: “You know! What number is it?”
Evie: “I don’t know.” ::whispering to me:: “Say eleven!”

Mommies get short shrift

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Evie: “I can be on the edge, and baby brother can be in the middle, and daddy can be on the other side. And we can make a smooch sandwich.”
Sara: “And where will I be?”
Evie: “You’ll be in the baby’s room, picking up.”
Sara: “But where would I sleep?”
Evie: “On the blankets.”
Sara: “What blankets?”
Evie: “By our foots.”

“One day, when you’re bigger, you’ll probably need a new car seat.”
“I want a pink seat.”
“We’ll talk about it and decide.”
“I already decided.”

“Last night I had a dream. Nala was on a leash, and I took her outside and was flying her.”
“You were flying?”
“Nala was flying, I was walking.”
I don’t know why I am endlessly fascinated by her dreams, but every time she tells me one I am enthralled. I think they’re great. Like, I know that she has dreams, just like anyone else does, but somehow I’m always surprised when she tells me one.

“You ate a lot of good things for lunch, I bet you grew two feet!”
“I already have two feet.”

“More Pinocchio please!” <– Evie’s way of asking for more gnocchi.

Basketball, Dreams and Cactuses

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Over the weekend we took Evie to a women’s college basketball game. It was actually a lot of fun. Evie was excited to learn about a new sport and see people playing actually playing it. More exciting though were the peripheral things, like the jazz band and the decorations for the Hawaiian theme promotion. Most exciting of all, of course, was the mascot.

Evie gave him several high-fives over the course of the evening, and she demanded to know where he was at all time. We spent much of the game looking around for him so she could check out what he was up to. We’re pretty sure he was a Phoenix, but Evie insisted he was a Cardinal, due to the fact that he was red. Every dance move, every attempt to pep up the crowd, was amazing to her. And for my own part, I really enjoyed the game. It was exciting.

Unfortunately we left before the end, so I didn’t see who won. Evie has asked many times since then if we could go back to “see the bird” and has made plans for our next trip. So who knows, we might be back to watch another game.

Evie, laughing: “Those aren’t pants!”
Me: “Yes they are.”
Evie: “No they’re not!”
Sara: “What are they, if they aren’t pants?”
Evie: “Cactuses!”
They were khaki’s, although maybe she wasn’t misunderstanding the word…she finds khaki’s to be stiff and poky.

Over break she was taking a nap in the car, when suddenly she sat bolt upright and announced, “I have to go potty!” We started looking around and finally found a place to pull over and go. As we were looking, she says, “I was having a dream I was going potty.” So we had to explain to her, “It’s okay, that happens to adults too!” I don’t know how many times I have had dreams like that.

The next day she was eating and she started crying. She said, “I ate my finger! Does that happen to adults too?”

It’s so funny, seeing her have these dreams that adults have. This morning she told me a dream that she was in a place where there were lots of people eating, and she was looking and looking for her chair, but she couldn’t find it. Again, haven’t we all had dreams like that? She hasn’t gone to school yet, so she can’t have ones where she hasn’t studied for a test, or can’t find a class or her locker. I still have a dream like that now and again.

Of course, she has strictly Evie dreams too, like the one she had over the weekend where her feet got dirty because she had cheese in her Elmo slippers…

50 States

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Here we have Evie singing the 50 states in alphabetical order. We pulled out this old party trick over break a few times, and it went over well, so I thought I should get a video of it. She does pretty good with minimal prompting, though some of the state names are a little garbled (sorry Hawaii!) Girl has a memory on her, that’s for sure.

Maybe you’ll see her on the today show someday, like one of those kids that knows the names of all the presidents or whatever.

You can see some of her previous songs here.

Quote Monday – Back with a vengence

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“Grandma Kathy, you’re always making up silly words!” – I don’t even remember what this was in reference to, but certainly my mom wasn’t making up any words.

Anonymous 80-something, upon receiving the gift card we got her for Christmas: “Earlier, I got one for $100.”

My first clue I need to lose some weight: “And who’s in your belly, Daddy?”

Also, she has been going around claiming to everyone who will listen that she has a “baby dalmatian growing inside of me” that will be born “when it comes out”. This one is a “big girl” but the next one will be a “baby brother”.

I mentioned in the pronunciation guide that Evie says “w” for “l” sounds in words, which I think is a pretty normal thing for a kid. But Evie is not self-conscious about this at all, and thinks it is really funny that she can’t say it right. We tease her all the time, saying things like “No, not “wotion”, “Lotion”! This usually gets her laughing so hard she said, “My body is moving when I laugh!” We probably shouldn’t tease her about it, because I don’t want her to become self-conscious about something she can’t help, but I was just really surprised that she didn’t get upset or frustrated at all, she just thought it was funny.

“Walking in a winter wonderland…I want Alice in Wonderland!”

::Evie and daddy playing pretend::
Me: “Hello cat, what brings you to my house?”
Evie: “A car.”

Evie was quizzing Uncle Nathan with no pause for answers: “What is your favorite color? And your favorite animal? And your favorite stripe on your shirt? And how old are you?”

Several times over the holidays, while we were driving around doing some shopping, Evie would shout out, “That’s where mommy gets her email on!” Eventually we figured out that she was seeing an AT&T logo and mistaking it for the Internet Explorer icon on the computer. Sure, when you look at them, they’re not all that similar. But I still think it was pretty smart of her!