The Elephant Poem

Sophia recites the elephant poem for us in the car on the way home from Thanksgiving dinner at Miriam’s, again and again...

The elephant is so big and fat;
He walks like this, he walks like that.
He has no fingers, he has no toes;
But goodness gracious! What a nose!

Where's Mama?

Sophia: Mama’s in the bathroom taking a shower because she’s stinky....
(Careful, honey. Mamas are never stinky. They're fragrantly stunning!)

The Unbearable Nothingness of Sleep

Sophia: I had a scary dream.
Laura: You had a scary dream?
Sophia: Yeah, it was scary.
Laura: What did you dream about?
Sophia: Nothing.
Laura: Nothing?
Sophia: Yeah, I dreamed about nothing. It was scary!

A Dinner Prayer

Me: Dear God, thank you for this day you gave us. Thank you that we are all home safe and sound after traveling through the ice and snow. Thank you for this delicious food before us. And thank you for Sophia and Mama.
Sophia: And Dada.
Me: And Dada. Amen.

Friends, For Better and Worse

Laura's Post:

...Margret and Sophia held hands during snack at nursery today.
Their chairs were moved closer together because they didn't want to let go.

Sophia: Look, Mama! I have fingers. They for holding Margret's hands. I love my friends.

(Too much... I guess they have recovered from hitting each other over the head with blocks last Sunday.)

New Highs and Flows

Me: I turn around and there she is sitting in her high chair!
Laura: I know....There's nowhere in this house that she can't get to now....She can also flush the toilet.
(Thus it begins!...)

The Newly Revised Elmo's World Bible

Laura's Post:

I need to read the book of Acts more often. 
Did you know that Elmo was an important figure in the early church 
and that there is a section on the price of Goldilocks' bears? ($2 each if you're interested) 
Me neither. 
That Gideon Bible is turning out to be a very interesting translation. 
Sophia can point to the exact verse, "It's right there!"

Christmas Hymn: "Jesus Don't Want To Go To Bed"

Laura was treated to an original Christmas carol this morning set to an unknown and monotonous tune sung out of a small Gideon Bible with a serious expression and tone:

"Hallelujah....praise the lord....baby Jesus born... baby Jesus crying...he don't want....he don't want to go to bed....I don't want to go to bed...no...no....don't want...."

Sophia had to start again several times because Laura was trying so hard not to laugh.

Tea Time

Me: Do you want red tea?
Laura: Black tea.
Sophia: Yellow tea.

Life Lesson

Laura: You live and you learn.
Sophia: No.

Tinkle, Tinkle, In the Potty

A couple of weeks ago Laura taught Sophia to sing "Tinkle, tinkle, in the potty. That's the sound I like a lotty" to promote her potty training. So now here's Sophia's extended version of the song (while on the toilet, singing at great volume):

Twinkle, twinkle, in the potty!
I will pee pee, I will poop!
In the potty, I like to pee pee!
Twinkle, twinkle, I like to poo poo!...

Followed by a Spanish version: Estrellita donde esta, me pregunto. I need to peepee!...
Then a verse all about Margret coming over to play and getting time out...

(I must have missed watching this episode on Sesame Street...)

Hot or Not!

While eating chicken with ketchup for dinner:

S: AAH! AAH! AAH! IT'S SPICY! IT'S SPICY! AAAAHHHH!
Me: It's spicy? Here, I'll eat it.
S: No! I'll eat it. It's not spicy.

Crazy is what crazy does...

Me: (after a silly, messy accident) How crazy am I?!
Sophia: You're not crazy. You're Daddy.

Cooking Up a Mess

After dinner, Sophia spills her bin of kitchen toys onto the carpet:
Laura: What do you do when you toss your toys on the floor?
Sophia: Cooking.
Laura: No, no, no, Sophia. You pick them up!

Thunder and Enlightening

Sophia: Do you like thunder, Daddy?
Me: Yeah, I like thunder.
Sophia: No, you don't like thunder. It's noisy.
(Thank you for my opinion, sweetheart ; )