All around the house I keep finding little pieces of scrap paper.
Pieces of paper that have my writing on them.
Pieces of paper that I have quickly written down funny things the girls have said.
I thought it was long overdue for a
Kinzley says, Kenna says post.
{Plus then I can throw away this stack of scraps}
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The other day Kinzley came home from school with a backpack that had to have weighed 5 pounds. I start taking things out when I notice some big books. It was library day and she choose 2 books. A 400 page cookbook, "Cooking for Kids," and an Encyclopedia of the human body.
Of course.
It wasn't long before I saw both girls laying on their tummies flipping through pictures of the human body. As I walked past I see a drawing of a nude male and female and hear Kenna say the following,
Oh no! It's the stem of a boys pee-pee. Kinzley! Don't look at it! It's yucky. OOOOOOH look at this page. There's a bum. Now that's funny!
Later Kenna brings us a picture of the digestive system and points to a few things asking what they are. I read the official names only to have her tell me
no that's not it. Repetitively. Finally I say, "I don't know? A liver." Kenna says, "
Yep. I knew it a liver. That's it."Fortunately for us that book needed to be returned already.
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Kinzley and I had a "mini-date" the other day. We went out to eat at her favorite restaurant, Grape Store, aka Olive Garden, where she orders chicken noodle soup, aka fettuccine alfredo. She wanted more bread sticks so I told her she could ask for more,thinking she would nver do it. As fast as she can she asks, "Can we have some more bread sticks?" As the waiter walks away she buries her face in her hands and says "I'm so embarrassed. I bet no one has ever done that before. Ask for more bread sticks!" I assured her I was pretty sure she was wrong. {grin}
We had a late lunch so there were not a lot of cars in the parking lot as we left. Kinzley looks around and says "Well they sure aren't going to make much money today."
Later we go to Gordman's and as we walk in the security alarm goes off. I don't think much of it. It surely didn't dawn on me it was bound to go off as we left also. Sure enough it does and I explain to her why it beeps. Kinzley says, "But mom we paid for our stuff. We don't steal. We go to
church! " {And to be clear. I have NO idea what it was about us that kept setting it off}
This is after the conversation we had in the sock aisle. Which just so happened to also be the underwear aisle. She holds up a thong and quite loudly says, "Whoever wears
this sure is going to have a wedgie."
Kinzley also has a fascination with infomercials. Which based on her Great-Grandpa and Dad should
not come as a shock. She informs me if she had the device that attaches to the wall to hold her toothpaste she wouldn't get it all over the sink.
Somehow I highly doubt this.
She informs me if I want my house to truly be clean I really should buy oxyclean and she even questions the postmaster when she sees the poster with the dangerous/liquid/hazardous cleaners that you aren't suppose to mail that she doesn't understand how people are able to buy them from the TV if they can't be mailed?
I mean she kinda as a point.
Oh and we can't forget the commerical where Brooke Sheilds advertises for a toothpaste. Kinzley looks me dead in the face and says,"She trusts her dentist and so do I!"
Then sometimes Kinzley says things that make no sense like, "I will take you back to that home where there is a future." {hum}
Lastly I was exercising the other day {Ok it was a long time ago. I couldn't tell you the last time I had 20 extra minutes a day to exercise.} and after Jillian Michaels was done kicking my butt, Kinzley looks at me and says, " Woman! You've been swimmin'." Then makes me feel her forehead and says, "I quit up a sweat too."
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Not to be outdone by her sister, Kenna is never short on the silly things she comes up with either.
Kenna still sucks her thumb. Mostly just when she is super tired or nervous. However the other day we were all in Tim's car when he sees her sucking her thumb in his rear view mirror. He turns around and gently pulls it out of her mouth. Under her breath we hear Kenna say,
Mommy, Daddy needs to keep his hands to himself.A few weeks earlier we drove past a house where the cops were at. She shakes her head and says, "
Someone must be sucking their thumb." She grins and says, "
But it's not me!"
At night she takes a cup of water to bed. Tim asked her if she was thirsty and if she needed her water. She holds up her thumb and says, "I got my water and my fumb in case I get firsty for it."
How does one argue with that?
While we were driving home the other night we were looking at the stars. Much to Kinzley's dismay Kenna kept saying she couldn't find the "big dripper." We drive a little farther and I see a falling star. I pointed it out {ok kinda yelled} to the girls and sweet Kenna says, "Oh no! Did you run the falling star over?"
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As you can imagine with the personalities these two have, it's seldom dull around here.
But everyonce in a while they do fall asleep. :) Although with me working on orders into the night I'm never sure where they will be sleeping when I come upstairs. You see Daddy is a bit of a softy and doesn't enforce the bedtime quite like I do.
I sneak into Kenna's room and don't see her. I check Kinzley's room. No girls there either. Finally I check our room and see.....
See they are quiet sometimes!
