Bad people belong in pots.

Callie is upstairs watching Nate put on his work vest, gun belt, work boots....
Nate: I'm going to work.
Callie: no, I don't want you to go to work.
Nate: I have to go to work.
Callie: Oh, you're going to kill the bad people.
Nate (laughing): No, I'm going to catch the bad people and put them in jail.
Callie: Oh and put them in pots?
Nate: No, in jail. It's a room with bars, and they can't get out.
Callie: And it's got a lock on it?
Nate: yes, and they can't get out.


(No clue on why she thought her daddy killed the bad people or why bad people belong in pots.  We watch Dora.)

More Talking

I've decided that children make grown ups say the weirdest things.  Here are just two phrases I used this past week:


"Callie, we don't put chalk in our rain boots."
"Don't force Toby's eyes open!"

I have yet to repeat these, but I'm looking forward to future phrases to share.  And I can't help but share some more silly talk from Callie (and Ellie makes her debut):


7.30.11
Ellie is tapping her little Fisher Price horse with the toy doctor knee hammer.
Callie: Elliott are you giving your horsey spankings?
Ellie: I'm giving horsey spankings.
Callie: Are you giving your horsey spankings because he disobeyed?
Ellie: Horsey is getting spankings because he disobeyed.  

7.30.11
Callie sees and hears Nate weed eating the front lawn.
Callie: Mommy, Daddy's vacuuming the grass. 


8.2.11
Callie:  Little brother is fire and is going to burn.
Mel: What did you say?
Callie: Brother is fire and he's going to burn.
(Okay we are not watching anymore Disney movies where there is a dragon and fire).
Mel: Why are you saying that Callie?
Callie: because he has fire on him.
Mel: where?
Callie points at the base of his head where he has his red swirly birthmark or "stork bit" 
Me: (thank God, my daughter isn't psychotic)  oh, that's not fire, that's just a birth mark brother has.  It will go away as he gets older. 

8.2.11
Toby is crying.
Me: Elliott will give brother his pacifier, please?
no one moves. Toby is still crying.....
Then Callie runs to Toby and puts his pacifier in his mouth.
Me: Thank you Callie.
Callie: Mom, I'm the rescue. 


8.3.11
Nate: Callie put your dress back on.
Trixie is stepping on Callie's dress.
Callie: But, Trixie's on it!
Daddy: oh, was Trixie trying to wear your dress?
Callie: Daddy, dogs don't wear dresses.

8.4.11
I knock over my tea.
Elliott: Mommy, you made a mess. AWESOME!
(Awesome is her new favorite word and she uses it in all circumstances).

Listening and Talking

Callie gets mad when I don't listen to her.  I do find myself tuning her out sometimes, because she likes to talk, but she expects more than my listening ears.  She likes me to look in her eyes and verbally confirm over and over again that I'm listening.  One day she'll yell "DON'T TALK TO MUCH!" because I'm having a conversation with her daddy, and she wants me to listen to her, and then the next day, she'll yell, "MOMMY, TALK TO ME!" when I'm busy getting their b-fast ready, but she wants me to stop and tell her that I'm listening.  It doesn't surprise me that she insists on being listened to, because I expect the same from her.  "Callie, don't talk right now, I'm talking to your Daddy.  Wait till I'm done"....."Callie, use your words.  Talk to me"......"Callie, listen to me"....."Callie, LISTEN TO ME"..."Callie, look at me!" I wonder if I start visually and verbally listening to her better, she'll do the same for me? Just a thought.


Since I've mentioned talking...


6.19.11
Me: Can you tell Daddy, "Happy Father's Day!"?
Callie: Happy...what mommy--Happy Birthday..(looks at me questioningly) What are you saying mommy?

7.16.11
Nate: Callie do you see the moon?
Mel: yeah! Callie, look at the moon.  It's orange tonight!
Callie:  oh, God made the moon....Did God color the moon? 


7.19.11
Callie:  Mommy, i have a lot of itchy-es.  
Me: oh, did the ants get you again?
Callie: no.
Me: let me see..no, you just have mud on your feet.  Have daddy wash them off for you.
Callie: Mom, i do have ants, they are hiding.  
Me: Where are they hiding?
Callie: The ants are hiding in my toes!

7.23.11
Toby sneezes 
Callie (squeals):  mommy, Toby just blush you-ed!
Me: Toby just sneezed? 
Callie: no, Toby just blush you-ed.


7.24.11
Callie and Ellie coming from the pantry starting to eat a handful of spaghetti noodles I'd spilled on the floor earlier that day and had yet to clean up.
Me: Are those the ones from the floor?
Callie: yeah.
Me: okay, well, they are dirty since they were on the floor.
Callie: that's okay, we like dirty ones. 

7.25.11
Callie: Mommy, my ear hurts.
Me: Your ear hurts?  I'm sorry.
Callie:  yay, I need to take it off. 
Me: You need to take it off?
Callie: Yeah, but it's on.  It's too on.  Yeah, it's stuck.