Madalyn (8), today, in response to my discovery of a large (accidental) scratch along her brother’s chin: “My fingernails are devastating.”
John-Zachary (barely 6), today, after eating a grape which he was pretending was a person: “The brave knight is dead. Rip.”
(You know…..rip. Like they write on dead people’s gravestones.)
The fun never ends in California.
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Rip. I love that.
I am constantly amazed at the things kids say. The other day, Jeremiah got a new stuffed animal and told me he was going to name it “Passenger Jeff”. I asked why, and he said, “Mom, you know, Passenger Jeff from church. He’s really nice, so I’m naming it after him”. I guess he’s heard people calling him Pastor Jeff and he took that to be passenger.
By: tobye on June 29, 2009
at 7:38 am