Quoting the Cute: Page Twenty-Three

 So. I haven't written for a very long time and my kids are growing up way too fast! Part of this is an old post that never got posted. Some of the quotes are already three years old!

When my oldest daughter (Kitty) was twelve, she said, "Everyone is afraid of walking skeletons even though we are ALL walking skeletons." When she was a year older, she started saying, "I'm dead inside." All the time. It was alarming to her parents and teachers, but she just thought it was funny. I remember being thirteen, so I think I get it. She is now almost fifteen. One day I was telling her that she is totally her father's daughter and she just said in a serious voice, "I should hope so." It made me laugh all day!

My youngest daughter (Honeybird) is eleven and still thinks it's cute to baby talk. I've been trying to convince her that it isn't, although I secretly have to admit that it is pretty cute sometimes! For awhile, it had rubbed off on to all of her siblings, even her older sister. Now that Kitty's at the high school, she has given it up, but I still have to remind her brothers how old they are all the time! When Honeybird was ten, she hit me in the face with a rubber band. I said, "Why would you do that?!?" And she said, "I didn't think it would hit you. I'm not that good of aim." Part of why this is so funny is because she's such a sweet kid, I know she didn't really WANT to hit me, but it sounds like she did because of how she said what she said!

My oldest son (King) always wants to be in charge, so if there is ever an opportunity to tell someone what to do, he is your man! He is almost ten now and one day this year when we were reading the Bible, he said, "I know what it means to commit adultery. It's when you blah, blah, blah when you're not married."

My youngest son (Fish) is now almost eight. When he was five, he used to always say, "I want suffing else." And a few times at that age, he would say something like, "I've been waiting for six thousand, ninety-eight days and you still haven't given me my birthday!" When he was six, we went for a hike where we met a small group of big horn sheep. Shortly down the trail, Fish slipped and fell in the mud. He was walking with his fingers curled and acting like he was so grossed out. I told him not to worry, that the mud would dry and just fall off. Then he said, "Yeah, but the problem is, 50% of it is big horn sheep poop!" Recently, he was asking me if he was hatched from an egg in my belly. I explained the best I could in the moment and told him that half of him came from his dad and half from me. Then he asked, "Was it the top half or the bottom half?" I still have a lot of explaining to do...