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Quotes Monday takes a ride on the Chicken Limo

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Evie: “You fools! You have no idea how many I have!” – I don’t even remember what this was about, but I just remember thinking, “Looks like Uncle Nathan’s plan to turn her into an evil genius are succeeding…that sounded like a line out of a movie!”

Evie, gobbling Oliver up: “Oliver, you’re just a strip of bacon!”

::Evie was talking in her sleep::
Me: “Evie, are you okay?”
Evie: “I was dream-talking on the phone!”

Evie: “Indianapolis? Indianapolis? That sounds like…apples!” – Not what I was expecting her to say.

Evie: “I like your chicken!” – This was shouted at a group of woman pouring out of the “chicken limo”, a yellow limo with a chicken on top. You definitely need to check out the website, the limo is definitely as cool as it looks. However, these ladies were not who you would have expected to be getting out of the limo, and at least some of them looked vaguely embarrassed about the whole thing. So Evie’s comment was well appreciated.

Bacon Alarm Clock

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You know how you’re always saying, “Someone should totally make a…” and then someone totally makes it? I know that I’ve asked for this item before, but I couldn’t find it on the blog anywhere.

I give you the Wake’n Bacon, the real bacon alarm clock:

Before you go to bed, you put a frozen piece of bacon in the tray. 10 minutes before you want to wake up, the alarm switches on a heat lamp, so you wake up to the smell and sound of frying bacon. What could possibly be better than that?

And how cute is it that it looks like a pig? Some sort of cannibal-monster pig that fries up pieces of itself for your consumption. Yes sir, it would be hard to improve on this product.

Link via Brian Belloli.

Quote Monday pretends to pretend

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Me: “We should get rid of the George Foreman.”
Evie, distraught: “But, then how would we make bacon??”

Evie: “Can you keep reading from your brain?” – In other words, “Can you keep telling me a story?”

Evie: “I wonder what Uncle Nathan is doing right now? Probably boasting that the Packers won the big game.”

Evie: “She lived long ago, back when pretend things lived, like fairies and dragons.” – She understands that pretend means they don’t exist. At least not now. Maybe she’s not so clear on the definition of pretend after all. Oh well, I’d rather live in a world where fairies and dragons at least used to exist.

Evie: “I wonder what it looked like!”
Sara, not paying attention: “Mmm hmm, me too.”
Evie: “No you don’t.”

Touché.

Quote Monday is back from vacation

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Evie to Uncle Ben: “We need an adult.”

Me: “You’re getting so big!”
Evie: “I can almost touch the ceiling of this hotel! Well, maybe when I’m five I can.”

::middle of the night, Evie starts crying::
Me: “What’s the matter honey?”
Evie: “Daddy, don’t cut up my peaches!”
Me: “…I won’t honey.”
Evie: “You already did!”

There’s nothing I love more than getting people to say things when they’re sleeping, but I think that was the first time Evie’s done it. However, just over the weekend she woke up and would only say, “Meow meow!” for about 10 minutes. Afterwards she fell back asleep, and when we asked her about it later, she didn’t remember that.

Sara: “I guess you have a lot of fish frys when you have a lot of fish. Or a lot of Catholics.”

Evie: “Mama! Those are just for looking at!” – Well, if Evie’s not allowed to touch stuff in the store, Mama shouldn’t either! It’s only fair.

Evie: “I can’t sing the ‘la la’ part because it sounds like ‘wa wa’!” – She is surprisingly aware of this. We just keep trying to reassure her that she’s not supposed to be able to say ‘l’ at her age.

Lisa: “Your husband still wants to play Kevin Bacon. ‘Cause you know why? Bacon.”

Family Resemblance

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Evie, looking at Nathan’s shirt: “Uncle Nathan, do you like bacon?”
Uncle Nathan: “Yes, yes I do.”
Me: “You must like bacon too, you ate a lot of it this morning.”
Evie: “Well, I don’t have a bacon shirt.”
Uncle Nathan: “Yet. You don’t have a bacon shirt yet.”

We were watching some kids playing soccer and Evie turned to a kid who was about 14 years old and said, “What’s that little boy doing?”

Sara: “Sometimes when babies are born, people wonder who they look like. Like if they look like their mom, or dad, or sister. Who do you think Oliver looks like?”
Evie, with a big smile on her face: “Nala.”
::later::
Evie: “Oliver looks like Elmo.”
Me, cautiously: “He does? In what way?”
Evie: “Well, my Elmo can’t sit up or stand and neither can Oliver.”