Morning Coffee

Sophia helped me make coffee this morning:
S: It doesn't smell good.
Me: Really? I think it smells wonderful! What does it smell like?
S: Like chicken...

"Sixteen Going On Seventeen"

"Sixteen Going On Seventeen" is playing on Pandora:
Me: Do you remember this song?
S: Yes.
Me: Where is it from?
S: The Sound of Music right after the Nutsies.
Me: The Nazis.
S: Yes, the Nutsies...

Nap Time Fail

Laura wanted to know what all the unbelievable racket was about earlier when she was trying to take a nap:
S: I don't remember. You must have been dreaming.
Mommy: No, I wasn't dreaming! Why was it so noisy?
S: It was a dream.
Daddy: Oh, yeah. She and Thalia were playing drums. I finally realized how noisy they were and asked them to stop.
Mommy: Yes, then what was all the noise after that?
S: I was singing opera...

Mexicans

We ate fajitas tonight at a Mexican restaurant:
S: (with a puzzled look) Mommy, why are there Mexicans here?
Laura: Because it's a Mexican restaurant.
S: Oh.
Laura: You do know that you're part Mexican, right?
S: (shakes head no)
Me: I'm half Mexican, which makes you part Mexican.
S: (shakes head no)

Well, after four years of teaching her Spanish words and phrases, watching Spanish DVDs with her, singing Spanish songs together, and throwing her a piñata birthday party, not-to-mention, taking her out to Mexican restaurants for fajitas...Apparently, it's time to educate her about her ethnic heritage! ; )

My Uke

A cover of Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah" is playing on Pandora:
S: Daddy! That's the song that you were just playing on your ukulady!
Me: Haha! Yes, on my ukulele.
S: Ukulady.

Bacon

While I'm cooking in the kitchen:
S: What is that terrible smell!
Me: What terrible smell? It's bacon! Try some?
S: Yes.
(She tentatively takes a bite.)
S: Mmmmmmm! I've never had bacon before! I love bacon!
Me: That's my girl...

Time to Make a Change!

Sophia explaining God's omniscience to her baby sister: 

"You never know when you are going to poop, but Jesus already knows. He knows everything, even when you're going to do a poopy-doop..."

Blah, Blah, Blah

S: I teach my dolls, but only silly things.
Me: Like what?
S: I teach them how to say, "Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

That's funny. That's what my students think I teach...

Good Luck

S: Will you help me clean my room, Daddy?
Me: I'm busy cleaning something, right now.
S: What are you cleaning?
Me: A poopy diaper.
S: Good luck cleaning the poopy diaper.
Me: Good luck cleaning your room.
(I think I have the better job, actually...)

The Candy Factory

S: Daddy, come look at what I'm building in my room! It's a factory!
Me: Oh, how fun! What kind of factory is it?
S: It's a candy factory. All of my dolls are the workers.
Me: That's nice. Do you pay them well?
S: No.
Me: How much do you pay them?
S: One. Just one dollar every day.
Me: I hope they stay happy working for you.
Laura: That's not very much, Sophia.
Me: It's more than we pay her, haha...
S: The workers are very happy. They only make naughty candy in my factory...

Vixen

At bedtime:
S: Can I have some vixen?
Laura: You mean Vicks.
S: Uh-huh....