Sunday, January 12, 2014

Roosters

ANY time Kaia is trying to wake up a sleeping doll, Daddy, or Mommy she yells, "Cock-a-doodle! Cock-a-doodle!"


Friday, January 10, 2014

Now, that's a stretch...

The other day I heard the girls playing together in their bedroom:

Z: Kaia, let's pretend we're sisters and we live in this house.

K: Okay, and you is bigger than me.

Z: Yeah, and let's pretend this is our bedroom.

K: Okay! And can we pretend this is my bed?

Z: Yeah, and let's pretend Mommy is folding laundry.

K: Okay!


Tuesday, January 7, 2014

hosdipal

We pass the Doylestown Hospital almost every single day, most days multiple times a day. I can't remember exactly when she started this, but every. single. time. we pass it Kaia exclaims (and by exclaims I mean EXCLAIMS): MOMMY! LOOK, IT'S MY NEW HOSDIPAL! THAT'S WHERE I GOT BORNED! Her excitement every time makes me happy, and the novelty has yet to wear off.


Monday, December 30, 2013

Christmasisms

Kaia,upon opening clothes for her Bitty Baby (in a whining near-tears voice): But it doesn't fit me!

Zoey, upon opening a third accessory/outfit item for her American Girl doll: Well, it looks like I finally have a party here.

Kaia, upon seeing every single gift with a bow: It's so pretty... here, I'll help you open it.

Zoey, at the end of opening presents: I find it very interesting that no one got bean bags except for Kaia.



Thursday, November 7, 2013

hospitalisms

Nurse: Okay, sweet pea. Can I listen to your lungs?
Kaia: No, you can't. I don't have lungs!

Nurse: This medicine tastes like berries. It's yummy.
Kaia: No, it is yucky!

Nurse: Oh, sweetie, you look so tired!
Kaia: I not your sweetie!

Nurse: She's so cute!
Kaia: I not cute! I sick!

Pleasant, as always.


Monday, November 4, 2013

Pwivacy

Brian was helping Kaia in the restroom.

K: Daddy, pease cose the door! I actually need some pwivacy in here!


Friday, November 1, 2013

Smarty Pants

Zoey always requests a plain ham sandwich from Panera, but rarely eats the ham. I'm always reminding her she needs the protein, not just the bread. Tonight was the same story.

Mommy: Eat the ham, please.
Z: I'm cutting it up with my nails because they are so long and sharp.
Daddy: Why don't you try cutting it up with your teeth?
Z: Oh, dear. I know where this is going.