Brin lets me know that she crushed a roly-poly while she was playing with it. I ask, “Was it ok?” She says, “Well, it was alive, but den…” (struggling for the right word) “it was no more alive-ing.”
Micah starts to cry because he’s hungry. In a very calming voice, Brin tells him, “It’s ok. There’s no monsters in here, bud.”
Brin, to a mini-Oreo: “Oreo, are you a germ? No, you’re an Oreo. I’m gonna eat you!”
Brin and I are wrestling. When I nibble on her hand, she recoils and says, “That’s not a lunch! That’s just my hand.”
Brin makes a request while watching Muppet Babies: “Can we borrow a camel?”
Brin has had a fever of 102º for the past four days. After Sarah scheduled an appointment to go see the pediatrician Brinley comes down to my office to tell me that she’s going to go see “Doc McStephanie”.
Brinley was getting on her pajamas and said “I need to wear my slippers!”
I said, “oh for sure” and she said “no, for night!”
In an outpouring of love, I tell Brin, “Brin, I’m always, always, always gonna love you. No matter what.”
To which she replies, “Umm… no.”
When asked if she’d like some milk before leaving the house, Brin answers, “Yes, I’m berry firsty.”
Searching for the term “piggy bank”, Brin asks for the “money tank”. Usually, it’s “pinky tink”.