Friday, February 29, 2008

Quote of the day - February 28, 2008

I have recently discovered microwaveable Edamame beans from Costco. Delicious. A healthy snack alternative. Charlotte likes them too. Of course, she doesn't call them Edamame beans.

Me: "Would you like to share my Edamame beans."
Charlotte: "They're not mommy beans. They're Charlotte beans!"

Too funny.

Friday, February 22, 2008

Quote of the day - February 22, 2008

In an effort to be a good mommy and engage my child, I thought we should turn off the TV and have some old fashion fun with glue and paper.

Me: "Do you want to do some arts and crafts with mommy?"
Charlotte: "Yeah. Craps!"
Me: "No, crafts. With glue and paper!"
Charlotte: "Yeah. Crabs. I saw lobsters at the green grocery store. There were nine."
Me: "Ohhhh."

End of conversation. TV remains on. We can have arts and crabs time another day.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Quote of the day #2 - February 16, 2008

A few months ago I taught Charlotte the word "boss". I thought it was genius. I would ask, "Who's the boss?" Charlotte would always answer "Mommy's the boss!" I particulary liked asking this question in front of Andrew. Hearing, "Mommy's the boss" just reinforced my belief that I was in charge.

This is the conversation we had at bedtime tonight.

Charlotte: "You're not the bus. You're the car. I'm the bus!"
Me: "I'm not a car. Mommy's the boss."
Charlotte: "No, Mommy. You're the car. I'm the bus!"
Me: "You're the bus?"
Charlotte: "Yes, Mommy. I'm the bus! You're the truck."

I don't think I will be asking "Who's the boss?" for awhile. I don't think my self esteem could take hearing "Mommy's the bus!"

Quote of the day - February 16, 2008


Charlotte: "Mommy you were a ballerina at the big party."

I absolutely love this description of my sister's wedding in Puerto Vallarta. It was certainly a big party on the beach, but I was definitely not a ballerina. Dancing bridesmaid yes, ballerina no.

Quote of the day - February 15, 2008

"You make me angry!" says Charlotte with arms firmly crossed.

I hear this statement pretty much every time Charlotte doesn't get her way. Probably on an hourly basis. I'm such a mean mommy.