Aug 14, 2014

conversations lately

After taking out the trash:
K:  Does it still stink in here, or is it just me?
L:  It does smell bad in here, but I don't think it's you.

After a rousing rendition of "My God is So Big" in the car, which finishes with the lyrics "There's nothing my God cannot do!"  (I'm feeling like a good parent--my child is spontaneously singing praise songs!)
L:  Hmph.  (a little dejectedly)  My God can't do nothing!

Observing while I tried on a new skirt:
L: (circling around me, tugging here and there)  Ooh, la, la!  It's beautiful!  And it covers your butt really well.

Asking about friends at her sitter:
L:  I played with Gabe today.
K:  Good!  (Gabe is 1 and has been walking around with a pacifier in his mouth every time I've seen him).
K:  Can Gabe talk yet?
L:  He can talk, she said, then explained,  He's just not very chatty.  You know, like Pap.

At bedtime tonight:
L:  How do babies get in bellies?
K:  Oh.  um...

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