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.

April 11, 2010

Today we spent the morning in the ER because I was so dehydrated and sick with the most painful acid reflux. This afternoon she was being my Dr with her Dr kit. Here is what she said:

Petite: Mommy I'm going to write you a scription so you won't feel notches. You were very brave and I love you. I also scribed you lots of kisses.