I don't know where she comes up with half the stuff that she does, but she manages to make me smile and laugh.
Here are a few of her Hannah-isms as of recent:
Me: Hannah, eat your dinner so you will be healthy and strong when you grow up
H-bear: I want to be healthy and strong when I grow up, but I DO NOT want to get married.
Me: Okaaay. Why not?
H-bear: Because I can't decide on just one person. And I don't like what happens when it's all done.
Me: (All done?! A little worried as to what she is eluding to...) And why is that?
H-bear: (whispering) because you know...you have to...KISS. (Now with full volume) And that's disgusting! (All said with the big-eyed-talk-to-the-hand-and-shake-the head kind of attitude).
(Phew. Why yes, Hannah, that is gross. May you think that for a very long time. Like 20 years long. At least.)
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As we were unloading the van after a trip to Boise...
Me: Hannah, don't forget your coat and shoes.
H-bear: I will. And I'll bring the soda and popcorn too. Because, I am SO STRONG I just can't help myself.
(It's a good thing one of us is...)
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