Kea-isms
Gotta get these down so I don't forget them. :D
I had a conversation with Kea the other night. We were talking about our pending move and were we were going to live and such.
Kea: You can't live in my Daddy's new house.
Me: Oh? Where am I going to live then?
Kea: You are going to live in YOUR new house, but not my Daddy's new house.
Me: Why can't I live with you and Daddy?
Kea: Because Daddy can only like one of us.
Me: Is that so? And he likes you now?
Kea: Yeah.
Me: So, if you are going to live with Daddy, where are you going to get your money from?
Kea: The bank.
Me: Oh really? The bank? How are you going to earn your money then?
Kea: I'm going to write books.
I love how she has it all planned out. *grin*
The other day, I sent her to wash her face. She dabbed at her face with a washcloth, and missed cleaning every single spot. But, her face was dripping wet, and before I could say anything, I turned my head and found her face on the bath mat, her butt high up in the air, wiping her face dry on the bath mat. Hehe. What a goof. I never thought I'd utter the phrase "The bath mat is NOT a towel." Hehe.