Sam: What are we having for breakfast?
Me: Eggs. You guys need some protein.
Reillee: I don't wike protein...and I don't wike broccoli cheese soup!
Reillee: I killing the bunny.
Me: Really, that's not very nice.
Reillee: No, it's not funny.
(on another day)
(wielding a broom)
Reillee: Go away, Mom! I killing the bunny!
Sam: Oh, Mom! I could feel my hot dog when I just burped!
Sam: I can use my pink backpack for when we go to Utah. And then I can use the yellow backpack for going to Grandma's house. And the-en I will use the Transformers backpack for when I start preschool. That is my deal.
(from the bathroom)
Willie: Guess how...
Willie: Guess how green...
(you can't hear Reillee's tone here, but we crack up as she turns the emotion on and off like a switch)
Luke: *reads something about Jesus from the scriptures*
Reillee somberly: And He died again and....Oh, hi cute bunneeeee!
(while funny, how is it possible that in MY HOME, the capitol of hard-working, greedy, 1% capitalist mentality, my four year old could express this sentiment?)
Me: Sam, did you finish the whole page?
Sam: Yep! And I circled all the right answers. So, now can I have a trophy?
Reillee: My tummy hurts.
Sam: If your tummy hurts, then you are either very hungry or you are going to throw up.
Reillee: I need ice on it.
Sam: No, you don't!
Reillee: Yes, I am!!
This month has, again, been full, full, full. I've been trying to pack in as much as possible before we lose the sun, but it is leaving me absolutely exhausted. So much so, that I'm really excited for school to begin in a few days. (I mean, with the kids around all the time, it's really hard to take all their extra junk to the thrift store!) I should finally be able to do all those things I've been neglecting this month--the poor garden, the sorry garage, Kaylyn's 3 month pictures (even though she's now 4 months), my appearance (yikes!), the moldy leftovers in the fridge, and all the reading that I HAVEN'T done this summer (any suggestions?).
Happy back to school!