The funny things kids say

Sorry about being MIA for a few weeks.  I've been busy in the evenings and now have such a backlog of photos and stories to share that I started feeling a bit overwhelmed with where to start and decided that procrastinating was the easiest thing to do.  You know me.  The queen of procrastination!  But, considering I've only had one comment from a friend and Roy's only heckled me once or twice, I am guessing I don't have a large fan base out there missing my blog posts and desperate to hear from me!

While I procrastinate just a little longer on dealing with my hundreds of photos since I last posted in November, I thought I'd share some funny things that our kids say.  

I always try to record these funny things when Leighton and Riley say them, but unfortunately, I sometimes (most of the time, if I am being honest here!) forget.  And when I do remember, I often write only part of it down and when I go to fill in the rest later on, I've forgotten how the conversations went.  I need to get better about this because some things are so priceless that it's a shame to forget them.  I have been jotting down a few notes to myself over the last little while, however, and so I have a few little funnies that I can share with you tonight to keep you entertained.  And it will help me to record these memories properly.  You win, I win.  Nice!


Dec 18
Leighton: If we eat all our dinner, can we have a c-o-c-k-y?
Mommy: Yes, but it's c-o-o-k-i-e.
Leighton: Oh, right!  That would have been coke-y.
Mommy: No, c-o-c-k-y would be pronounced cocky not cokey.
Leighton: Oh, right!  Cocky not cokey.  (loads of laughter and sillies)  Riley, do you want to eat a cocky?  (more laughter and sillies)
Riley: Um, no.
Daddy:  That's the right answer.
Mommy: (lots of laughter and sillies)!


Dec 2
Mommy: Do you know that we got this jug in Germany?
Leighton: Really, Daddy?  Is this REALLY from Germany?
Mommy: Yes. (I know, he asked Daddy, but I answered anyway! I'm pushy like that.)  I went and bought it while Daddy was drinking beer with our friend in a beer garden when we visited Frankfurt before you were even in my tummy.
Leighton:  Oh, Mommy.  You can't GROW beer!
Mommy: No, you don't grow beer in a beer in a beer garden!  You just sit there and drink it!


late November
Riley's hair has gotten to a point in the last couple of months that it is very difficult to brush after she sleeps on it and the curls are all over the place.  Usually a spray of water (or half the spray bottle) and some spray conditioner (buy stock in Johnson and Johnson.  Trust me.  Riley's hair will have me buying this stuff by the case!) would easily do the trick, but it must just be too long for that now.  Instead of struggling with it in the mornings, I decided to start braiding her hair at night so it was easier to deal with.  The first night I braided two ponytails and she shook her head side to side really fast and declared them 'teeter totters'!  Now she calls all pony tails and braids teeter totters.  

early October
Leighton was sick and needed to be taking Tylenol and/or Motrin to keep his fever down and help him sleep.  We were sitting and talking about it and Riley said that Leighton had to have his owie nimmin.  She has always pronounced 'water' as 'nimmin' and after seeing him sip it from the little cup, she decided all on her own that medication is called owie nimmin.  Pretty cute!  And if you are wondering, she isn't so keen on taking owie nimmin herself.  When my parents were visiting a couple weeks later and she wasn't feeling well one day, she was doing her best to refuse all owie nimmin until I told her she had to have some if she wanted to go to the restaurant for dinner.  She was so mad she stopped calling it by the cutesy name and started calling it 'med-sin' instead.  And when we were talking about going to a restaurant a few weeks after that, she got all mad and said 'Baby NO med-sin!'  Apparently she thought we were going to try to drug her up every time we ate Tex-Mex again!


November
Leighton and I were talking about the Egyptian Sphinx and he called it the Egyptian Stinks and didn't even realize why I was laughing at him!

Riley was (and still is) in a 'try, try' phase.  Anything you say you can't do or have or that she can't do or have, she will respond with 'try, try'.  She is also very interested in the anatomical differences between girls (nigh-na) and boys (mee-mas).  One night after bath she was talking about who has a nigh-na and who has a mee-mas.  I was correcting her that Mommy does not have a mee-mas, when she said, "Mommy mee-mas, try, try!"  I had to inform her that no matter how hard I tried, it just wasn't going to happen.  She still asks.  All the time.  In line at the post office the other day, she was having this same conversation and very loudly said, "Riley see Mommy no meemas.  See Mommy no meemas."  Luckily nobody knew what a meemas was!



October
It's always fun when kids start to really acknowledge smells.  I remember for Leighton he first really noticed the smell of dough when I was baking. For Riley?  It was the bathroom.  Or anything else she finds 'Ew. Tinky.'  

One day I was innocently sitting and moving some hair off my face.  Riley looked at me and said, "Stop it!" Uh oh.  Guess I say that a lot?!?!

Riley went through a phase when she would let you know she was "Happy, happy!" whenever she liked what she was doing.  She doesn't do it anymore though.  It was so cute and I am glad I remembered to write it down!


Summer
I rarely get any privacy when I am showering and getting dressed.  I've gotten used to that.  But, the comments that come from the mouths of children that have no filters sometimes are harder to get used to!  Like when Leighton went through a phase this summer calling me "Squishy" every time he saw me naked.

When my parents were visiting in June/July, we were playing Simon Says.  Leighton was being Simon and  Roy was following the directions.  Until he got told, "Simon says kiss Papa." Leighton wouldn't change the instruction no matter what Roy said, and eventually I think he kissed my Dad's hand :)

When I started driving in May, I found a country music radio station to listen to when the kids weren't in the car listening to their CDs.  When they heard it, they both started dancing and always wanted to listen to Mommy's radio station for a long time.  One day Leighton said, "What is this kind of music called again?  City music?"

On the country music radio station, they play a song that has a line saying "Cotton eyed Joe!" and Leighton would sing along and think it was "ha ha chooo!"

One day Leighton was describing how the blood was in his vines.  I laughed and told him they were called veins, but he figured vines sounded better!


And this one is 2 years old, but I came across it already written out recently and it made me laugh, so I thought I would share!

Nov 5 2010
Leighton has his 3 yr appt yesterday with the Dr.  He thinks that his Dr's answers are absolutely the most important thing in the world and asked the Dr himself if he could have nuts now that he's 3 (Dr said yes and so this morning he had some peanuts and then went to the grocery store to buy peanut butter with Daddy) ... and then he asked if he's allowed to drive now too!  This morning he said he forgot a Q for the Dr and wanted to know if he can use knives now?! Leighton is really taking this turning three and no longer a toddler thing seriously!