...an anagram for "Carter Family".... in the hopes that each of you who visits this site enjoys reading the ongoing tales of our family... (hey, I'm a teacher at heart, and reading specialist, to boot) and the farm part, well.... I can't help but feel the words of a wise person are true: "Raising children is like being pecked to death by chickens."
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Feeding the Fruit Bug
(Out of the Mouths of Babes)
Aidan, at dinner, swirling his pasta in spaghetti sauce:
Daddy: Can you even taste the sauce, Aidan?
Aidan (still swirling): No. I just like how it looks.
Leo, in the car with a grouchy Aidan:
"I just want this to be a nice day. But this is not my Aidan. This is a mean Aidan."
First words out of Leo's mouth, 3 seconds after opening his eyes:
"Mom, my hands are hungry!"
Leo, out of the blue:
When pirates are acting nice and politely when they want to say hello, they say 'Ahoy Matey!'"
Pax, at bedtime, looks at me and signs:
"Love you."
Leo, while drinking iced coffee:
"I like iced coffee. But if you put too much sugar in it, it doesn't taste good. It tastes all floppy and mixy."
Leo, at dinner, intentionally drops a pear on the floor. Jeff grabs it--
"No!! I am feeding the fruit bug!"
...and finally, a really oldie but goodie that I've yet to post here:
(after getting in trouble and losing screen time privileges...)
Leo, coaching/talking to himself:
"Whatever I do, I must choose something to do other than screen time. And I am NOT ANGRY about losing my screen time!!"
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