These kids just keep providing the doozies! I can't help but stop to jot it down when they say something funny or cute. My memory is terrible, and these are the things I want to remember when they are all grown up. Or at least, grown up enough to be embarrassed by my re-telling of stories around the dinner table.
The other night Girl Twin came home from daycare in a really good mood. She was helping me with dinner in the kitchen, singing in her sweet little voice, "Bible story, Bible story, Biiiiblllle stoooorrryyyy....."
Me: Did you learn a Bible story at school today?
Me: Was your story about Jesus?
Her: No. About God (long pause).....and Cinderella.
OK then. I'm glad she's paying attention!
We have a big cup that I've been drinking out of a lot lately; it's got red and black polka dots on it. We were in the van, heading to dinner with Grammy and Nanny, when this happened.
Him: I see coconuts!
Me: What? What are you talking about?
Him: (pointing at cup) Those coconuts!
Me: These are POLKA DOTS.
Him: Oh, Polka Nuts! I like Polka Nuts.