Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Hey! Lady!

We went through the Walgreens drive thru yesterday afternoon.
From the back seat Elise started yelling to the pharmacist:

Hey! Hey! Hey lady!
We're going to the State Fair!

The State Fair starts in 2 days. We haven't talked State Fair in months.

Long time no chat

It's been a busy summer. Miss Elise is playing and growing and becoming quite a young lady.

This morning I smooched her on the cheek and said:
"I sure do love you."
She looked up at me and said:
"I'm sure you do."

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Daddy works

Me: Joe, turn down the TV!
-nothing-
Me: Joe! Turn down the TV!
-nothing-
Elise: Mommy, Joe doesn't listen. Daddy works better. Try that.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

More potty stories

On the way to the zoo, Elise suddenly had to go poopy RIGHT NOW. So we pulled into Walgreens not knowing that you needed manager approval to use the restroom.
We're waiting in the back for the manager and she grabs a huge container of Miralax off the shelf and blurts out "Hey mommy! You like this medicine, don't you!?!" (huh?)
Then the manager opens the door to the back break room and she tells him "Wow. It sure is dirty back here. Why don't you clean it up?"
After all that she only had to fart.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Sleeping in.

Me: "Wow! You slept really late this morning!"
Elise: "Yep. I think my healthy body is trying to grow."

Potty Talk

Saturday afternoon after running errands we decided to go out for dinner. Since we were in public of course it's important for any 3 year old to try out the bathroom.
So she's sitting there trying when someone else walked in.
She says, "Is somebody in here?" quite loudly to get the full effect of the echo in the restroom.
I reminded her that people do not like to chat while going pee. They need a little privacy.
She shouts over the wall, "OK. Well, remember to wipe down down down so your pee won't hurt!!!"

Thank God the lady had children of her own.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Daddy needs soap in his mouth

Last night Elise was asking Daddy about bad words.
She said “Is what the heck a bad word?”
Daddy: No.
Elise: Is God a bad word?
Daddy: Not really, but it’s better to say Gosh so we don't upset anyone.
Elise: (keep in mind she can’t say Fs) Is hor huck’s sake a bad word?
Daddy: Don’t say that ever.
Elise: But we say that daddy. You and me. Mommy doesn’t say that.