After having stepped in a puddle of water on the floor, I hastily walk outside towards Leah.
Me: Leah, did you spill your water?!
Me: Well. When you spill something, you have to clean it up.
Leah: Okay, I’ll do it Saturday.
Um. No. You’ll do it on Tuesday, the day you spilled it. Thanks.
Quinn had just crawled underneath Leah’s legs and somehow tripped and face planted. And was screaming.
Leah: What happened to Quinnie, mommy?
Me: She… (got cut off)
Leah: I bwoke her head. I just did it on purpose.
Me: What? No. You didn’t break her head. She just tripped.
Leah: I just did. I just bwoke her head.
What should the punishment be for breaking your sister’s head?
Leah: Mommy!! This is my BIBLE. It’s FROM JESUS! (In a very excited, loud whisper).
Leah: Daddy, I had green noodles!
Kyle: You did?! Where did you get green noodles?
Leah: Mutters something not in any language we’d heard before.
Kyle: Must’ve been a French restaurant.
Me: Leah, what do you want for lunch?
Leah: A ham sandwich.
Leah: But don’t get any bwead on it!
Me: A ham sandwich with no bread?
Leah: Ya, that’s my favorite.
So, ham on a plate. Got it.
Kyle and I discussing Leah’s crying before bed again…
Me: What is her DEAL?!
Kyle: I dunno, maybe she’s not 100% yet.
Me: 100% from what? She hasn’t been sick.
Kyle: Well, maybe she’s just bein a big baby then.
That is the correct answer.
Leah playing with my mom on the floor.
Leah: Let’s make your hair all swappy, swappy, Nonni!
My mom: Slappy, slappy?
Who doesn’t want slappy, slappy hair?!
Leah: I’m going in the basement to play with daddy, mommy! I’ll see ya next year!