This out of the mouths of babes!

Maddy and Mommy headed home from the store -- only the two of us in the car. Picture this: it's completely dark outside and Maddy has on her pink sunglasses, her diva sequin bag draped on her arm which is securely holding her money (60 whole cents!)

Mommy: "Maddy, you're such a silly turkey!"

Maddy: "Why tank you mudder!"


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Little Bunny Who?

Daddy: (singing) "Little Bunny Foo Foo, hopping through the forrest, picking up the field mice and bopping them on the head!"

Me: "Is that a real song or did you make that up?"

Daddy: "Would I make up something like that?"

Minutes later . . . he googled and showed me the rest of the song.

Then, he found this You Tube.

Scary!!!! Am I the only person who had never heard this little diddy? Just wondering . . .

MINE'S!

Maddy: pointing . . . "Mama! Jeep!"

Me: "That's right Maddy, that's a Jeep."

Maddy: pointing at Jeep, "Daddy's!"

Me: "Yes Maddy, that's Daddy's Jeep."

Maddy: pointing at our Honda Pilot, "Mama! Car!"

Me: "That's right! Car!"

Maddy: pointing at the car, "Mine's!"

FYI: Nothing belongs to me anymore in or around the house. It's either Daddy's or "Mine's"!

Who's been sleeping in my bed?

Yes, he's still alive after two weeks . . . can you believe it? And Hubby got a kick out of doing this to me!

Things I never thought I'd have to tell my 2 year old

"Maddy! Do not run over your sister with your trike!"

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Maddy1: "Eyes, eyes!"

Me: "Yes, those are your sisters eyes, do not poke at them."

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Maddy1: "Hush, dacey, hush!"

Me: "Maddy, do not tell your sister to hush."

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Maddy1: "No, no, dacey, no, no!"

Me: "Maddy, let Mommy handle your sister, ok?"

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"Maddy, do not put your sister's dirty diaper in your mouth!"

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"Maddy, do not dig in the garbage. Garbage is a no, no. Yucky!"

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"Maddy, when you have poopies, please do not stick your fingers in your diaper!"

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"Maddy, don't sit on your sister, she's a baby!"

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"Maddy, don't lay on your sister, she's a baby!"

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"Maddy, do not throw toys at your sister . . . you'll give her an oweee."

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"No that's not poopie, that's a rock."

"No that's not poopie, that's lint."

(Do you see a pattern here? Everything that is dark colored is poopie!)

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"Maddy, do not put your hands in the toilet. That's yucky!"

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"Maddy, where did you get that cookie?" (Maddy walks to the garbage can and points)
"Maddy! Do not eat stuff out of the garbage, baby! It's yucky!"

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Next day . . . Maddy walks up to me licking an empty yogurt container.

"Maddy! Didn't Mom tell you yesterday not to eat stuff out of the garbage? Now go put it back and let's wash our hands."

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"Maddy, do not drink the bath water, baby. It will give you a tummy ache."

"Seriously, stop drinking the water!"

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REPEAT ALL OF THESE ABOUT A GABILLION TIMES A DAY AND THERE YOU HAVE IT . . . THAT'S WHAT I DO ALL DAY!

Muted Monday

My version of Wordless Wednesday. I didn't have time to post, so I'll just share this pic. Pay close attention to her shirt :-)

Daddy's little girl

I thought that family (and some friends) might find this funny!

Maddy1 has gotten into the habit of blaming her Dad for things that she does that she knows her Mommy thinks is unacceptable. For example, the other night, it was just me and the girls (Hubby happened to be out of town) hanging out in the living room, near bedtime when all of the sudden, I heard someone pass gas . . . break wind . . . whatever you want to call it. Well, knowing that it was not me, and knowing that I was holding Baby Lulu and didn't feel any vibration come from her, I knew that the source of the sound had to have been Maddy1. So, here's how our conversation went:

Mom: "Maddy, what was that?"

Maddy1: Looking surprised . . . "Oh!"

Mom: "Maddy, did you just toot?"

Maddy1: Shaking her head . . . "No . . . Daddy!"

She is her Daddy's girl!!