Help

We've been trying to teach Little Man the sign for "help". 

Me: Do you remember the sign for "help"?

signs the word help

LM: Help?

signs his version of help

Me: Yep.  Do that if you need help.
LM signs help again: I need help.
Me: What do you need help with?
LM: I don't know.

Boomers

We took the kids to their first real fireworks show in the fourth.  Before the show they were testing everything with some fireworks that just made noise.  Little Man called  them "boomers".  A little later he declared that he wanted to go play at the park.

Me: "No bud, the fireworks are about to start."
LM points to the sky: "But there no boomers."

Later....

Dad: "Do you like the boomers?"
LM: "Ye-NOOOOO!"

Too Big

Addilece had gotten her shorts into a tangled mess and couldn't get them pulled up.  Daddy went to help her pull them up.  She looked at him and declared:

"I think I'm gettin too big for my britches."

The Converstations of Three Year Olds

Last night Addilece was leaning on her arm (sitting on the ground, hand on the ground, arm up).  Little Man decided that would be a good spot to sit and so started our adventure into Convenient Care and X-Ray Land (thankful it's just "hurt", not broken).  The conversations Addilece had with the nurses was hilarious.

What is your name and when is your birthday?

My name is Addilece.  And I already had my princesses birthday but I don't know when my next birthday is.

What happened?

Little Man, he sat on my arm and it hurt a lot.  Now it only hurts a little bit though.  I don't know why he sat on my arm.

When did this happen?

Well, we were going to go to the pool but then Little Man sat on my arm.  It was right after Quiet Time.  And we had already read Charlotte's Web.

Who is Little Man?

Well, he's not my Prince.  Big Brother is my Prince.  Little Man is Baby Girl's Prince, not MY Prince.

Do you have a job yet? (small talk from the Doctor)

No. 

Why Not?

Because I just have chores.

Oh, do you vacuum?

No, that's what Big Brother does.

Then later on the phone with Daddy....

What's the verdict?

Well, I got lots of stickers.  Not because I'm special but because I did good.  I did really good getting my picture (x-rays) taken.  So they gave me lots of stickers.  And now we are at McDonald's getting supper.

Twigs

Addilece had found a "rolly polly" bug and placed it in her bug jar from VBS.  We had sent her outside to find some "little sticks" to place in it for the rolly polly to climb on.

A few minutes later she came in declaring that should couldn't find any.  So mommy went outside to help her.  I found a stick and handed it to her.

Me: Here's one.
Addilece:  NO!  Not a TWIG, mom!!!

Cheeseburger

The kids where singing the following song from Veggie Tales:

"God is bigger than the boggy man.  He's bigger than Godzilla or the monsters on tv."

Suddenly I hear Baby Girl singing this:

"God is a cheeseburger.  God is a cheeseburger.  God is a cheeseburger."

The Parent

Addilece was being bossy to Baby Girl

Me: "Addilece quit being her parent.  She already has enough of those."
Addilece: "I'm not being  her parent, I'm just telling her what to do."