Monday, January 18, 2016

Emma Speaks [Vol. 13]

*We were staying the night at my grandma's in SD and I was laying with Emma until she fell asleep (because, toddler in a strange house) and we brought her musical turtle along that plays ocean sounds and projects waves onto the ceiling. She had her eyes closed and I was convinced she was asleep when the time ran out on the turtle. I was wrong* 

All of a sudden as I'm about to get up, I feel her little hand on my cheek and she whispers:

"Hollie. Turn my turtle back on." 

Eyeroll. 

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*We were snuggling on the couch when she handed me her pacifier.*

Emma: "Here. Hold this."
Not 30 seconds later
Emma: "Mumma! Where my paci go???" 
I just extend my hand which is still holding the pacifier she gave me
Emma (giggling): "Oh Mumma. You crazy cat." 

Yep. That's me. 

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*Landon pretended to take Emma's nose and eat it. So she did the same thing to him.*

Emma: "I got your nose! I'm gonna eat it!"
Pantomimes eating his nose
Emma: "Mmmm! Tastes like chicken!" 

Hilariously disturbing. 

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Emma: "Mumma, what's your name?"
Me: "You tell me... What's my name?"
Emma: "Your name's Mumma!" 
Me: "Sure! What's his name?" Pointing to Landon

No response from Emma

Me: "Is his name daddy?" 
Emma (giggling): "No! His name Wandon Wawson!" 

Well. She's not wrong. 

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*Emma was having a terrible day, and I was convinced she wasn't feeling well. The kids were in their high chairs eating lunch.*

Me: "Emma, do you feel okay?"
Emma (tearful): "No. I not feeling good."
Me: "I think you should take some medicine." 
Emma: "Okay. Mecine make me feel better."
Me: "Yes, it should make make you feel better!" 
Emma: "You make me feel better Mumma."
Rory starts to whine either for attention or more food or something...
Emma: "No Rory, it my turn. I sick. You hush." 

Can you say diva?! 

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