Scene with Daughter

"Mommy, can I talk to you privately?"



(Raised eyebrows and hands on hip.) Talk to me privately about what?



"Come in your room."



(Smirking now.) Your daddy is in there. That's not privately.



"Come in my room then." (Leads me by the hand.) "Sit down." (Turns on her light and closes her door with a huge grin on her face.) "Umm, when I was in the car, I was talking to daddy and I asked him if we can have a baby brother or sister."



I see. And what did he say?



"He said yes." (Stands up to bounce on her bed.) "I can be the big sister and Son can be the big brother! I'll take care of them. Change their diaper."



I see. And, uh, where is this baby going to come from?



"You and daddy can get married all over again!"



Of course.



"We'll have a carriage and he can ride on my bike."



I see.



"Ok, that's why I wanted to talk privately."



OK then. Thanks for the talk.



(Feeling slightly child pressured now.)

Things Heard in My Home (or Car)

I just wanted to share a little of my world with you all. These are just a few of the witty, random little things that come out of the mouths of my children. In no particular order:

Daughter's song: I don't want to be a chicken. I don't want to be a duck. Quack, quack.

Daughter: I'm a zooooommbie!

Son: Do you want to borrow my legs?

Daughter to Son: You are annoying me!

Son to daddy while daddy is driving:
What are you eating? Do you have gum? I want some gum! Can I have some gum?
"I don't have gum."
What is it then? Is it candy? I want some candy! Can I have some candy?
"I don't have candy."
What is it then? Is it a mint? I want a mint! Can I have a mint?
"I don't have a mint."
Is it pie? I want some pie! Can I have some pie? (Mr. T and I roll our eyes at each other and I try so hard not to laugh as Mr. T. tries to keep his cool.)
"I don't have pie."
What do you have?
"Nothing, Son! Back off!"
I kid you not. This exchange happened.

Son playing with sister: You be the mother and I'll be the teen-ager. "Hi, mom!" Further explanation to sister/mom: "Now I've got to get a girlfriend."

Daughter to me as we get ready to go to the store:
(Hand out to me, neck twisting) Give me money. Give me money now. I KNOW you have it. (I'm being held up by a munchkin.)
Me to Daughter: Get a job. Get a job NOW. I've got nuthin' for ya!

Son and Daughter watching Scooby-Doo:
Son - I'm Scooby Doo!; Daughter - "I'm Dafanee!" Son -"If you're Daphne, that means you're always gonna get caught."

Daughter when given a yummy marshmellow Peep, which she's never had before: Mommy. I can't eat the duckie!

Daughter to me:
I wish we could have a baby.
(Startled) Excuse me?
I wish we could have a baby.
Why?
So I can hold him. Do YOU want to have a baby, mommy?
What?
Do you want to have a baby?
Sigh. I just don't know.

In case you forgot, she's 3. He's 7. Unless he's around her, then he's 4.