GoodNCrazy: Overheard, I've been saving them up.

Recently TK was ill. Stomach flu ill. You KNOW what I mean? First it was a 24 hour kinda thing, and then 3 days later (after a very traumatic Dentist appointment) it came back. And this time it was armed and deadly. --And Dad was out of town, and I had the stupidity to allow 3yrold to SLEEP. IN. MY. BED!!!

After a potty episode,

TK: "After I went stinky on the potty--I have to call Grandpa now!"
(I can only think he is remembering that after the big 11 Frankenstein eyebrow stitches, we made a big deal out of calling the grandparents? And this felt like reason enough to him?)

TK has started 'making' his own hot chocolate! Eeek! Two days ago was the first time he brought the 'drink' in to me for help, because he couldn't work the microwave. I was terrified when I realized what was in the cup (a little water and a WHOLE LOTTA hot chocolate mix), and wondering how long he had been working unsupervised in the kitchen! The mess wasn't that bad, and with a face as happy as this over making something on his own, who could be mad?

TK: "Mom, when I'm strong, you can't see my stomach...because it's all scrambled up!"

TK in Costco was jumping over every crack. When we got to the bathroom it had a tiled floor (LOTS of cracks), and I asked him what he was going to do? His reply:
"These lines won't fire me up!"
(Whew, I was worried there for a minute)

TK: "I'm allergic to tooth floss."
After getting his teeth cleaned, later in the car talking to his sisters about the goodies in their dental 'party bags'. The girls thought it was hilarious.

And one more.
TK: "If I take my head off--I will see my brain!"
(That might be cool to a 3 year old, but sooo not a good image for me?)

And some three year old art. He's nearly 4 so this seems priceless, since he is changing SOOOO fast.

TK: "Look mom it's a MONSTER! It has LINES!"

TK: "This one is a princess, see it has pink?"

(well of course, if there is pink anywhere on the paper, it must be a GIRL thing right?)

And a 7yrold one.
She had a dance competition Saturday. (I was not thrilled--this is sooo not my thing). After it was over...(they took second! well, there were only two teams in her category, but I didn't have the heart to tell her they came in last)...we went to get Frostys at Wendys (her choice), and while driving home she said,

7yrold: "It was kind of weird. Before our dance, my teacher said a prayer."
Mom: "Well, that is a little weird, but probably everyone was Christian?"
7yrold after a thoughtful pause: "Yeah...They all LOOKED Christian to me."

I nearly drove off the road! (What exactly does a Christian look like I wonder?--This is sad for me because we USED to live in diversity; racial, socio-economic, and yes RELIGIOUS! We now live in white bread suburbia.)