I absolutely adore the convo’s I have with my littles. Normally, they have me in stitches. And Miss Jade, oh Miss Jade, always so innocent. I want to remember every single thing about our conversations {and let you enjoy them too}. That’s why I document them here 🙂 Someday, I’ll look back on these days and, with tears in my eyes, appreciate these times.
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Jade: Hey Joey. Are you putting your contacts in?
Joey: Yep
Jade: What if we were in a scary movie and when you put your contacts in, they turned into needles and poked your eyes?
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Joey: Wow, the dogs snout smells horrible like onions. I could almost taste them when I was kissing her. Jade get down and smell it.
Jade: No!
Joey: Oh, wait. Jade’s eating salsa. Never mind.
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Jade: But you yelled at me in front of everyone.
Me: I never raised my voice once.
Jade: You were yelling with your eyes.
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Jade: What is a placenta?
Joey: It’s what the fetus is attached to.
Jade: Wait, isn’t that poop?
Joey: No Jade, that’s feces.
Jade: Oh, sometimes I get fetus and feces mixed up.
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Jade: Sometimes I get confused when I see Chris Bosh and think it’s a velociraptor.
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Jade: I really hate learning the patriotic table
Me: Dying
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Me: Where are my headache pills?
Joe: In my glove-box
Me: All you have in there is headache pills and tons of ammo
Joe: Necessities
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Me: Jade, please don’t stare at that guy. We aren’t in Clearfield County anymore.
Jade: But he is brushing his beard with a toothbrush
{Jade dropping phone…back flying off…battery sliding across floor}
Jade: SIGH…this is why I can’t have nice things
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