Leah: Look, Mommy! I’m swinging and Quinnie’s swinging and no one’s fweakin out!
You guys. I love the days when no one freaks out.
My sister: You know that cherry pie filling I have in my pantry?
Yes! I often think of the cherry pie filling in your pantry.
(Actually, it turns out, I had no idea what she was talking about. Guess I should pay more attention when she tells me about the contents of her pantry).
Leah: Can I have some orange juice?
Me: No, you had orange juice with your breakfast. We can have water now.
Leah: But I really want orange juice.
Me: I know, but you already had it today. You can have water.
Leah: Mommy, orange juice is kinda like water.
I looked it up to be sure, but turns out it actually isn’t anything like water.
No one can match the cleverness of my 3 year old.
Talking to my mom on the phone.
My mom: What are you doing?
Me: Driving to Kohls, I’ve gotta return something.
My mom: I know! You sound horrible!
Me: Wait, what. What? No. Mom. I said I’m going to Kohls.
My mom: Oh! I thought you said you had a bad cold.
Me: No, I’m fine. But thanks for saying I sound horrible…
The elderly are just too much to handle sometimes.
Random dad in Target.
Random dad: Okay, Lilly, now we get to get the fun stuff!
Lilly: Like what, daddy?!
Random dad: Detergent and razors.
If I know anything about kids, it’s that nothing gets them more excited than detergent and razors.
Leah: Daddy, who had a dream?
Kyle: Martin Luther King?
Leah: Rapunzel! Rapunzel had a dream!
So close, Kyle.
Leah: Mommy, wanna make some lemonade? (Pretend, in her pretend kitchen).
Me: Sure, we can do that.
Leah: Okay, you just do it by yourself.
Leah gets her jammies on and runs into the bathroom to show her dad. I hear from the other room…
Kyle: Laughter. Man, those just get better every time I see them.
It’s true. They really do.