"Vajamas." Says it every night; Makes me smile every time. Borderline indecent.
"I can't wait for the firecrackers to kasplode!" Explode. FYI. He also says "Kestroyed."
"I wish those planes would stop flying so low... they are costracting me!" Gage to Tony as he was playing soccer and NOT focusing.
"From now on, I only do money jobs!" Me asking Gage to pick up his clothes and put them in the hamper. I made the mistake of paying him a nickel to pick up all the toys in yard.
"Mom, you had better wash his face. I think he feels embarrassed." Gage to me after I had carefully applied white halloween make-up to Krew's entire face.
Background on this- I had just spent 25 minutes doing Darth Vader's face on Gage's even though he was going to be wearing a mask. (You know, white with dark circles, heavy wrinkles, the works. He looked in the mirror and said HE was embarrassed and made me wash it off.)
Marker. He JUST figured this one out. He has two family members with the name Mark. He has called them Uncle Marker and Grandpa Marker since he could talk. My Dad set him straight and I was ever so sad.
"Please help us be healthy and survive till we are grown-ups." Jossy's prayer last night. Amen, sister.
"Mom, I never watch the kissing parts on shows." We're talking Cinderella and Belle here, people.
"Mom, did you know that Chuck-E-Cheese is the place where a kid can be a kid? Unless it's their birthday and then they get to be a star!" Jocelyn.
Me telling the kids that their Daddy's birthday was coming up right after theirs.
"How old do you guys think I'm going to be?" Tony asks.
I whisper 49 into Jossy's ear.
Tony does his fake shocked "What!?!"
Gage says "Okay, 48 then."
"Would you guys rather go to Disneyland or Chuck-E-Cheese's?"
Jossy and Gage yell: "Chuck-E-Cheese!"
Poor, deprived kids.
Lauren's comments always leave me speechless:
"Mom, why does that man have girl hair?" Really loudly to a guy wearing leather chaps and a fringed vest. Brass knuckles at the ready in his leather fanny pack. Pretty sure his Harley was parked outside.
"MOM! Her's FAT!" Screaming. In Walmart. Beyond mortifying.
"Mommy, how old will I be when my boobies hang down on my chest?" Truth spoken from the mouths of babes. Lucky for ME, this one was in the car on the way to church, not actually at the church. Phew!