funny stuff

Jessica has "veggie issues" (to put it mildly) but, to her credit, she does try. Recently, she ate some broccoli and we were very proud of her. A few days later, I was serving her plate again and asked how many bites of broccoli she would like. She assured me that she had already had broccoli. I told her no, she couldn't have, I was just serving it up... She told me that she DID have broccoli the other day. Poor thing, she thought that once she ate it, that was that.



I had to take Joyana to the dentist (she has a defect in her enamel, poor baby) and I was prepping the kids on how they were expected to act. I told them that they were each to take one toy and they were going to stay sitting and not going to act "goofy. " They listened, nodded, then very seriously asked if they could act Mickey and Minnie.



Today Joey was eating and had a funny look on his face. He told me, "mommy, I'm thinking." I asked him what he was thinking and he said, "I don't know. Mommy, do YOU know what I'm thinking?" I told him that I did not know and he looked shocked. "You DON'T?"



This evening Jessi came home from Tee-ball very discouraged. She is nothing if not competetive (as evidenced by the highly dramatic races to "win" from the car to the house every time we return home from going out) and today she got "out" twice. Daddy said that she hit the ball really well, and ran really great, but the other team had two lucky catches (face it, these are 4-6 year olds... any catch is lucky), both on her. I tried to explain to her that everytime someone wins, someone else has to lose, that sometime she would come home excited that she had caught the ball and some other kid would go home sad because they got out. Not much of this was sinking in, so I closed with the simple yet profound, "Some days you're the windshield, some days you're the bug." "and today, honey, was your bug day."
She looks at me with those huge blue eyes, so mournful, and replied, "yep momma, today I'm a little bug."