My kids continue to crack me up.....
Bryn: "I don't think I'm going to be friends with her anymore."
Bryn: "Because she keeps saying that reading is boring. I think that's weird. I LOVE to read!"
Note to Santa:
"Dear Santa, Will you please, oh please, bring me a nicer sister?"
(Not sure if she's asking Santa to make Shay nicer, or if she's just planning on turning her in for a newer model....)
Shay: "Mommy, today was the best day of school EVER! You know why? Because every single kid was there!"
Shay, preparing to go to the Girl Scout Mr. and Me Dance with Ben: "Mommy, I need to borrow some of your makeup."
One morning while I was in the shower, Shay cracked open the bathroom door and called in:
Shay: Are you Ben?
Me: Um, no, I'm Amy...
Shay: Oh, I'm looking for a man named Ben. (leaves)
Sometimes when Ben and I are watching a movie and Shay wants to come in, we caution her that it might be "too scary" for her. Today, she put on "Barbie Fairytopia" and said, "Mommy, would you like to watch with me? It's scary... like your grown-up movies... so you'd probably like it."
In her Sunday school class, Shay made a craft of a door with Jesus behind it, centering on the verse from Revelations 3:20 ("Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me.") After we got home from church, she told me very seriously, "Don't worry if someone comes to our door, Mom. If you hear knocking, you should answer it, because it will probably be Jesus."
Liam has been really excited about camp songs and skits this month.... but he chooses some awkward times to show off his skills. One night while we were out at dinner with friends, he recited the entire "Captain, Captain, Captain" skit at the table. ("Captain, the ship is STINKING!" *laughs hysterically*) Another night, he launched into the song "60s Beach Party" at full repeat-after-me volume in the middle of a crowded room. To double the awkwardness, that song starts with a very loud "hey everybody!".... so of course everyone in the room turned to look at him.
Ben and I got semi-dressed up (meaning more than my usual jeans and t-shirt) to go to the camp staff Christmas party. When we got home, Liam was in bed but still awake, so I went in to say goodnight. He looked at me, then reached up his little hand and started stroking my hair and my earrings. Then he asked, in a very skeptical voice, "What this about?" Apparently Mommy doesn't go out much....
One day when I was taking a nap, Liam wanted to get something out of my room. Apparently Ben told him that he had to "be sneaky" (meaning quiet) when he came in. I woke up to the door banging open and Liam running in, loudly announcing, "I be sneaky!!"
(To be fair, Ben claims that there was no door banging and that Liam actually made that pronoucement rather softly--but it all seemed louder to me due to my sleepy state.)
Liam: "Daddy, hold up your hands."
Liam: "Now put up one finger."
Liam: "Now two fingers.... now three.... now four... now them all."
(so Ben is now holding his hands in the air, with all fingers spread up)
Ben: "So you want me to 'hold my hands in the air and wave 'em around like I just don't care'?"
Liam: "Um... yes."
Liam really likes to give the "thumbs up" sign.... except that when he does it, he uses his pointer finger instead of his thumb.
Liam's favorite phrase this month is "I don't know."
He has also learned one of his sisters' phrases and uses it frequently when looking for things around the house: "You need to help me! I have looked EVERYWHERE!"
This month, Liam is very proud to have learned to spell his own name. "L-I-A-M spells Liam!!"
Unfortunately, he has also learned the word "hate" from his big sisters. When I tell him "no" about anything, he looks at me sorrowfully and accuses, "You hate me." Which is actually preferable to when he's having a tantrum and defiantly announces, "I hate you, Mommy!" (I thought we would at least make it a few more years before the kids started yelling that!)
I'm also less than thrilled with Liam's fascination with poop jokes. He'll sing a song and substitute in the word "poo" for the actual lyrics. Or if I ask him what he wants to eat, he'll say, "A poopy diaper!" All while laughing hysterically, of course.
On a funnier (to me) note, this conversation occured while we were visiting Ben's family for the holidays. Ben was asleep on an air mattress and Liam was trying to get him up.
Liam: "Daddy, what this bed called?"
Ben: "A mattress."
Liam: "Oh.... Daddy, you need to get out of mattress!"
Still no words out of Aiden.... although he's getting much more vocal, so I imagine it won't be long before he's contributing some quotables of his own!