While driving home from the Children's Museum singing a song with me:
"If you're happy and you know it crap your hands!"
Getting ready to leave the house, she finds her binoculars:
"My knockers! Look, it's my knockers. I take them with."
When asked what her sister's full name is:
"Giannarhea!"
Meanwhile...
Gianna is fascniated with the oven--hot or cold. You cannot leave her unattended while using it or she opens it and wants to climb in. However, she does acknowledge the extreme heat emmanating from within by standing back for a moment and blowing at it vigorously--the way one would at a bowl of hot soup.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
We Getting Political
She catches a view of the debates on the television:
"Is that Arock Obana, Mom?"
"No, that's John McCain. But Barack Obama is there. He'll be on in a second."
"There's Arock Obana. And that's Jonmccain, Mom?"
"Yep. They're both running for President."
"Huh? WOW!"
"Is that Arock Obana, Mom?"
"No, that's John McCain. But Barack Obama is there. He'll be on in a second."
"There's Arock Obana. And that's Jonmccain, Mom?"
"Yep. They're both running for President."
"Huh? WOW!"
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
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