Heard today from my adorable
Ashlynn (age 6) upon coming home from school: "Mom! It stinks so bad outside! It's like someone farted all over the entire world!"
Yes, she is my child. Because after all, at our house, farts are nothing if not both hysterically funny and incredibly stinky.
Abby (age 8) in the middle of an argument while practicing the violin: "MOM! (stomp foot.) I know you're right! (Huff, puff, roll eyes.) I just, (weeping and wailing,) don't want, (gnashing of teeth) to admit it!"
Well, at least she's learning the important lessons early in life.
Max (age 14 months): "Ball! Ball! BallballballballballballballballballballballBALL!" (Hey cut him some slack, he's only fourteen months, and only has about 6 words. But it was pretty funny watching him throw the ball around the kitchen then run and pick it up, only to throw it again.)
I love my crazies.