Wednesday, July 31, 2013

To Quote or Not to Quote

Hyrum
After going to the school for kindergarten registration and pre-tests:
I'm so 'cited to go to prettygarden!
Do you mean kindergarten?
No, prettygarden.
Why do you think it's called prettygarden?
'Cause the girls are so pretty!
(Accompanied by a big long sigh and daydreamy love sick eyes)


Hyrum and I running errands in the van:
"I know why it's so windy back here.  'Cause the "wind"ow is open!"


After the first day of kindergarten:
Did you like your teacher, Mrs. Ivers?
Yeah, she was nice.  'Cept sometimes she was bossy.
What did she say that was bossy?
She just always telled us what to do.


At the grocery store wearing his Batman shirt, the bagger asks, "are you Batman?"
Hyrum responded without hesitation, "no (in a very duh voice), I'm Batkid.  Bret is Batman."


"I want to be a chefer when I grow up."
   {later that same day}
Hyrum: I'm gonna make a peanut butter cake
Levi: what are you gonna put in it
Hyrum: llama spit

After Hyrum had been in the shower for almost 30 minutes I turned the water off asked, "do you think you're a fish?"
His  reply, "nope, I'm a duck."


Levi
Just after entering Lagoon we were making plans for our first meet-up point.  Levi was eyeing my backpack which, admittedly, was loaded with over-preparation.  One of my finer skills.  With no filter from brain to mouth he stated in loud declaration, "I have no doubt that if I started a period right now you'd be ready for that".


Justin
After giving birth to Hyrum, and two weeks later moving into our new home that provided me with a child free bathroom, I made a rash, forget the budget decision and bought thick, soft toilet paper for myself.  Kind of a birthing gift to me. Everyone else was stuck with the budget worthy economy stuff.  Fast forward five years and Justin comes out of the "poop" bathroom (also known as the mudroom bathroom but which all the boys tend to go to for #2 business).  Earlier in the day Derek had run into the poop bathroom to find no toilet paper and instead of trekking it down to the storage room for more, he stole a toilet paper roll from my bathroom closet (not as child free as I thought).

Justin emerged from the bathroom is utter disgust, demanding to know "where did that luxurious unicorn cloud toilet paper come from and why have we been using that cheese grater stuff?".

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