Feb 16, 2006 15:03
(As I tucked her into bed):
Elizabeth: Mama, I ate it all.
Me: You ate all what, honey?
E: All the mud.
Me: . . .
Me: Where did you get mud?!
E: From my nose.
Me: >.< Honey, you shouldn't eat nose mud. It's kind of gross.
E: (with long-suffering sigh) Ohhhkay.
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(Elizabeth on learning how knock-knock jokes work):
Me: Knock knock
E: Who's there?
Me: Lettuce
E: Lettuce who?
ME: Lettuce in, it's cold out here!!! Bwahahaha.
E: (after a short pause) Mama, it's not cold. Maybe you're hungry.
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E (whispering): Shhhh. Mommy I have a secret.
Me (also whispering): What's your secret..
E (pause): I don't know.
Me (more whispering): Is it that you're pretty cute?
E (not whispering anymore): Noooo mama, that's not a secret!
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And yesterday's favourite comment:
"Help help I'm being repressed! I got a poopie diaper!"
elizabeth