kid-isms

Aleana-ism:

Me: Aleana, how was your day at school?

Aleana: Fine. I played basketball at recess.

Me: Really?!? Like the "just shooting the ball around" kind of basketball, or the real thing?

Aleana: The real thing. It was girls against boys.

Me: {GRIN - my heart swelling with pride...now that's my baby girl!} Sounds like fun - how'd you play?

Aleana: Um - not that good. But I was only playing because Matthew was on the boys team and I think he's cute.

Wait. What's that sound? A jet? No, that would be the air deflating from my proud mama bear ego. Boys are stupid. Basketball is WAY more fun :)

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Trent-ism's:

Most of Trent comes in a form of a question. The amount of curiosity that he has is a little crazy - or maybe that's how I feel by the end of the day from having to answer all his questions. A few samples you ask?

1. Mom, if my foot got chopped off - would you buy me a peg-leg, or would you get me a fake foot?

2. How old do you have to be for the bump in your belly button to goes away - because Hannah still has a bump in hers, but I don't in mine.

3. Is the hydrogen field the same thing as the gravity field around a red dwarf star?

I can explain the difference between an innie and an outie, but try explaining the idea of gravity, in terms of a red dwarf star. Never a dull moment...I think he's a champion of the 20 Question game. However, as he has pointed out time and time again, I am not the champion of having good enough answers.

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Hannah-ism:

Hannah is a smart cookie - unfortunately she took after her mom when it comes to word confusion. She knows which word she means to say - but it doesn't always come out that way. Her current victims of word confusion? Beauty. And booty. She gets it mixed up. Not a good thing when she likes to watch Disney's Beauty and the Beast.

Let's just hope she gets it right, before I get embarrassed in public this time.

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Luke-ism:

If I say "Luke, give me a kiss", he just tilts his head so I can kiss the top of it. And most of the time, he doesn't even stop doing whatever it is he is doing. Nope, just a cute little charlie-brown-head tilt is all I need.