Katie, pointing to her forehead after spinning around and around, "Mom, feel me. I feel dizzy!"
Katie occassionally likes to have conversations with inadimate objects. She's lately taken to giving herself trouble for it however. This is what I heard while she was folding cloths.
'Oh, cloths, what are you doing? You come here so I can fold you. No! no! we don't want to be folded. Yes! You must...... wait a minute... cloths don't talk!!!"
This is a Ben one. I asked him what happened to my facebook tab on the computer. His response? "Uh.... it fell off?"
Katie told me I had hairy arms like Daddy, so I have to shave them off. Thanks daughter; thanks a lot.
Katie wanted to play Mom and Dad "Ok, I will be the Mom and Emma will be the Dad and you can be the hunny." Not a kid, mind you, hunny.
Katie: "Do leopards eat envelopes?"
Me: "Envelopes? "
Katie: "Ya, envelopes!"
Me: "Oh, Antelopes!"
The phrase "What in tarnation!?" is used by Ben on occasion around here. Katie's version: "What in tarshishnation?!"