Blankie Love

While watching Peanuts Sally says to Linus, "When are you going to give that old blankie up? Blankets are for babies!"

Petite jumps emphatically from her bottom to her knees and yells, "BLANKETS ARE NOT FOR BABIES!!"

Guess who still loves her blankie?!

The Grammys

Petite: What are the Grammys?
Me: An award show for musicians.
Petite: *very excited* Is Grammy going to be on it?!! (Grammy is a musician herself)

Smart Boost

After watching the Smart Balance commercial

Petite: Mommy I don't need smart boost because I'm already smart and I have good balance.

Kisses

Petite after finishing her dinner: "Hey, Mommy, Daddy, for dessert can I have one of those Murphy Kisses?"

Of course, she meant Hershey's kisses. So precious!

Potty Training

The Petite doesn't like it when Daddy uses her bathroom as his "office." Recently she erected a sign on her bathroom door stating it was not for use by Daddy nor Mommy. This is what transpired just 15 minutes ago:

***Petite sees lights on in her bathroom, begins to climb stairs to investigate.***
Petite: Daddy, are you stinking it up in my bathroom?
Daddy: Yes.
Petite: Daddy, I said that you and Mommy can't use my bathroom! *reads sign* "Bathroom not for Daddy or Mommy."
Daddy: But I like this bathroom.
Petite: Daddy, did you NOT read the sign??!!

Ninjas

I'm laughing as I write this. Brad and the Petite just went to go pick up some sushi for dinner. When they got back in the car the iPod was playing Beautiful People by Marilyn Manson. Brad said she was completely rocking out to it, no body part left unmoving. Then all of a sudden she said:

Daddy, this song is cool. Is this a ninja song?!

I'm crying. Crying!

April 12, 2010

My Petite is aware of my obsession with Lady Gaga. She can call out most Gaga songs on the radio and today she did just that, but in the funniest way for an almost 5 year old. While the joke is not original, her deadpan delivery was priceless. As we rolled out of the grocery parking lot we were listening to "Poker Face." She said to me, "Mommy, is this Lady Gaga?" I said, "Yes, good ears!" Without missing a beat she says...

Mommy, know how to make Lady Gaga mad?

Me laughing almost uncontrollably: How love?

You poke 'er face!

(she inevitably heard me tell this joke to Brad the other day.) I nearly wrecked our car laughing at my child's comedic perfection.