The Best Nest, year 3 11/12- 4

I can NOT believe that we've been in this house almost 4.5 years. It amazes me all the time that this is how it feels to stay put long enough to have 5 quote boards from the same location! Now that I have my cup of coffee warmed back up and have changed the music in the CD player, I'm ready to lay the latest in funny sayings on you. Enjoy!

pre-Thanksgiving '09
Carrie, age 6: I do not want too clen up mama. wi do I have too clen up. but you no that I LOVE YOE. (translation: I do not want to clean up, Mama. Why do I have to clean up? But you know that I love you.)

Mama, discussing Thanksgiving and how many people were going to be here (about 27 the day after Thanksgiving): We're not going to have any leftovers! (The only explanation I can offer here is Pregnancy Insanity...)

Dada, talking about Brazil nut dressing: I make no guarantees that I'm gonna be Chuck-worthy. (He has a cousin, Chuck, who is an excellent cook!)

Carrie, flipping through Newsweek: MAMA! I see Rock Obama!!

Carrie, inspecting bread dough containing wheat flour: Did you put someone's freckles in there?

Carrie should be getting ready for school but is spelling "Diego" repeatedly instead: D-A-G-O, D-A-G-O...

Liam: My penis is waiting to peeeeee...

Carrie: There's Chili's. It's the one with the pickle on it.

On a roadtrip, we pull into a Cracker Barrel in Findlay, OH. Carrie: We're not very far... we only got as far as Cracker Barrel.

Mama is stroking Liam's soft skin and he declares: Mama! You're driving me itches!

Liam to Mama, after she wrote his name on his magnifying glass (again): Thanks, Mama! You're a super-good-letter-do-er!

Liam admonishing Mama: my new socks have letters on them. Why did you draw on them!? (Hanes)

Carrie, age 6: I realllllllllllllllllllly want a (Nintendo) DS. Everyone has one but me!
Mama: AND you want an iPOD. And a pony.
Carrie snorts giggles: A PONY?! I don't want a PONY!
Mama: Good! Cuz you're not getting one! HA!

Mama to Liam: Here.
Liam, singing: Thaaaaaaaaaaaank you for the minty circle!
Mama: God bless you- you are SO cute.
Liam, through mouthful of minty circle: I didn't have a sneeze...

Mama to Liam: Do you want music or do you like the peace?
Liam, in a perfect deadpan: I like the peace, thank you very much.

Dada to Mama: Sunlight looks good on you.

Liam, age 4, discussing "Hark, the Herald Angels Sing": Angels fly. They don't sing.
Mama: They sing too. That's part of their job.
Liam: *pause* And they play drums.
Mama: Ooh, do they? I hope so. That'd be great!
Liam: I'm the drummer angel. You're the bongo angel.

Carrie, age 6.5: I'm very famous at puzzles, actually.

Liam's supposed to be using the toilet. Instead he's fully-clothed and "juggling".
Liam: I'm juggling invisible oranges!
Grandmama: I know. I can see it from here.
Mama cracks up, thinking, "busted!"
Grandmama continues: What I WANT to see is your invisible butt on the pot!
Mama and Carrie both crack up laughing.

Hazelnut coffee is brewing on a Saturday morning while the kids are singing "The Wonderpets" themesong at the tops of their voices.
Mama: *inhaling deeply* Isn't that the best smell?
Dada: I dunno. I can't smell anything with all this noise.

On a no-school day, Liam asks: Where IS Dee anyway?
Mama: she's sleeping in.
Liam: I want her to sleep out.

Carrie at Christmas 2009, on the phone to PaPa, who asked if she'd gotten what she wanted: Except for a guitar. I ordered a guitar...

Liam, age 3.75, trying to say "prickly pear cactus": Prickly hair captus

Liam, age 4, covered in stickers: Sticker-power-boy!

Carrie to Grandmama: Your bum is bigger than Mama's, I'm afraid.

Mama, while in Pepe the Pilot: Let's beep at Mama Rita.
Liam: Are you gonna push the button that says H on your steering wheel?
Mama: Yes, hehe. H for Honda and H for honking...
Liam: and H for beeping.
Mama: Hahahahaha! Nooo, not H for beeping!

Liam: "swee" is the word for when you get a balloon, Mama.

Liam to Mama: You have a scratch.
(Mama explains how she got it)
Liam: Ohh, that's too bad. Let me kiss it. *smooch*
Mama: Thanks! That feels much better!
Liam: Maybe a zerbert (raspberries) will help! *PBBBBBBBBBBBBBT!*
Mama, laughing: Yep, that helped all right!

Carrie to Liam: You're a chunk of cheese!
Liam: No I'm not! That's my Mama!
(I have NO explanation for that one. But I think it's hilarious because Mary Alice once called Dada a hunk of cheese. Genetic, perhaps?)

Liam: Mama, you're the best mama in the whole world. You make my heart super happy. *Mama BEAMS!*

According to Carrie, age 6.5, clocks are either antalog or diginal.

Carrie, age 6.5: My tongue ran into a spice...

Guiseppe, via Facebook: High school is messed up, yeah. But it's such a huge transition from careless youth to responsible adulthood that you have to expect the crucible for the metamorphosis to be a bit of a disaster, lol. (Everyone needs childhood friends like that!)

Liam to Mama: Do not read it. Just word it. (Recite it)

Liam, age 4: I don't have enough fingers to count all the people I love!

Liam: Yay, yay, yay, yay, YAY! Our grownups are coming with us!

Carrie, age 6: I collapsed a new word! (coined a new word)

Liam, age 4, to Mama: Can I sit in your seat and drink your coffee? I want to be a mom.

Dada got new shoelaces and is inserting them into his shoes.
Liam, age 4: Dada! You got tie-ers!

Carrie, age 6.5: Mama, you work at home, so you are a homegirl.

Liam, age 4, and Carrie, age 6.5, are playing with Legos.
Liam: ARGH! I'm going to BEAT you!
Dada, from across the room: That's my job.
Liam, without missing a beat: We could both beat her.

Mama to Dada, talking about how she's easily amused/ a cheap date: Aren't you so glad you married me? It'd have been so much more expensive if I was someone else!

Mama to Carrie: Did you wash your hands after touching the money? *sees Carrie's guilty look* Go wash- people drop money in the street and sneeze on it while counting it. Always wash your hands after touching money.
Mama looks at Dada.
Dada: What, there's no good money laundering going on around here? *both crack up*

Carrie, age 6.5, has been playing the Wii's Mario Kart game for a month, gets flattened in a race.
Mama: WOOOOAAAAH! You got SQUASHED!
Carrie: I know. Apparently you have to watch out for cars.

Mama: "Take me to bed or lose me forever!"
*Big pause*
Dada: Right now!?

That's all, folks. Gotta get some fresh poster board up! Happy Spring! Garden post(s) coming soon...