Dirty Diaper Julie?

I asked Julie yesterday if her sagging diaper was dirty and she very quickly and without hesitation says "No, I think so!"

Obamas' Bad News

So today Belle and I watched together as Obama took office. He was talking for a little while about how our ancestors worked hard to get this nation to become what it is for us today...working until their hands were raw in the fields.
Belle looked at me, serious as could be, and said this is bad news mom. "What?" I asked her. He said they all have raw hands, and that's bad!

I tried to explain what was going on, told her that we have a new president today, and how the one before him was a bad man. She asked if the new one was good, and I said I hope so.
A little while later, we ordered pizza, and the girl came in while I signed her paper, and Belle says "Today we have a new prisoner because the old one was a bad man. We hope the new one is good"

I told Ron Oskam (who was here painting), that she's sort of half right...maybe our old president should be a prisoner :-)

Julie and cookbooks

So lately, Juliana has been enjoying looking through cookbooks with me. Since she was diagnosed with an egg allergy recently, it's been hard finding recipes that don't have any eggs in them. So, I taught her to say "darn it" and tap on the cookbook.
Now, she'll point to a recipe and if there's eggs, I'll say, "Oh, but that has eggs in it" to which she replies "Oh Darn It!" and bangs her hand down on the cookbook page. Too cute!

I can't trust myself

Last night Belle called Chris a mean name (AGAIN!) and he told her that he wasn't going to help her to clean the playroom since she used a mean name...and she screamed at him "But I just can't trust myself Dad!"
So true, so true!

I don't want to be boring!

Belle decided to climb into Derek's jumperoo even though I've told her time and time again she is too big...and now she can't get out. So, instead of fussing at her or punishing her, I'm not helping her get out (for a few minutes). I told her that I tried telling her not to climb in but she choose to do it anyway, so now she has to wait.
She started crying saying "But it will be boring in here! I don't want to be boring!"

Granddad, the tin man

So mom and I were discussing Halloween today at lunch and trying to figure out who's going to be who. We decided dad could be the tin man and that it wouldn't be that hard. I said he could just wear gray sweats, and paint his face silver and wear a funnel on his head.
I added "We'd just have to spray a funnel and make it black" (accidentally)
to which Belle replies "what color?"
and I again messed up and said "We'd have to spray his hair silver"
to which she (without skipping a beat) replied "Why would we paint his hair silver? His hair is already silver!"

Elmo visits dinner

So, I was feeding Derek some sweet potatoes when he kept trying to suck his thumb every time I'd go to put his spoon in his mouth. So, I started talking in my Elmo voice to get him to stop doing it...

"Derek, get your thumb out of your mouth! Don't eat your thumb! Elmo doesn't want you to eat your thumb and go your whole life without a thumb!" Etc, etc, etc.

Belle of course chimes in "We'll just have to take him to the hostiple"

Elmo replies "Where do you think thumbs come from? Do you think they grow on trees?"

"They do"

"Well, I've never seen one. Have you ever seen a thumb tree?"

"Yes"

"Where? Do you have a thumb tree in your back yard?"

"No"

"Then where did you see one?"

To which Belle casually replies "Tendy (twenty) miles back!"