Brin and I saw a flock of geese congregated in the field across from our house. With a smile, she shouted, “Hi, grease!”
Tonight as Brin and I are singing songs in bed, she turns to me and says, “Daddy, you sing ‘Old McDonald’s’?”
Brin and Sarah and searching in a look-and-find book. They can’t find one of the objects, and Sarah says, “This is stumping me.” To which Brin replies, “Dis is making you crazy?”
As Brin is running in the kitchen with a bowl of dry cereal, some of it bounces out of the bowl and onto the floor. Brin looks down at the scattered pieces and frustratedly says, “Rrrgh! It got all messed up!”
Brin hears me get in the shower in the morning. She turns to Sarah and says, “Daddy is taking a beautiful shower.”
Brin was playing with some plastic toy handcuffs tonight. When I asked her what they were, she said, “That’s jail.”
Brin and Sarah are making some spiders out of paper plates, pipe cleaners, fuzzy balls, and googly eyes for Halloween. As they’re finishing, Brin says, “We still making arts and craps?”
During our nighttime routine, I go to tuck Brin in. She sweetly looks up and asks, “You scrub my back, Daddy?”
We’re driving in a parking lot and I realize that I’ve missed the turn onto the main road, and say so. Brin shoots back, “We drove too far. Dat’s a bummer.”
We are driving to the Children’s Museum, and Brin is concerned because she thinks we’re going the wrong way. She says, “The ‘zeum is not down this aisle!”