Saturday, August 30, 2014

Emma Says

I'd put a pair of handmade booties on James, and as Emma looked over his outfit and noticed the booties she said, "Hmm. I like his flippers."

Emma Says

(While examining her McDonald's burger)
"Jesus Christ. I said I didn't want pepper."

Friday, August 29, 2014

Emma Says

(To a fly that Daddy had been trying to swat)
"You are in the wrong place, kiddo."

Emma Says

(As I hang a picture frame on the wall.)
"I wish I could be a mommy with a hammer and a lot of jobs."

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Emma Says

Emma: (while looking at the clock) What letter is it?
Me: 6:45
Emma: That's a lot of money, Momma.

Emma Says

As we're driving home from the grocery store:

"People don't like you every day in those clothes."

I chuckle and activate Siri to ask her to make a note of what Emma's just said.

"People are stupid just like you are right now. Do you wanna tell Siri THAT, Momma?"

Yikes, threenager.

(Also, thanks Calliou for teaching my daughter the word stupid. Ugh.)

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Emma Says

Emma: I am the mommy and James is the daddy and you are the Emma.
Me: What's daddy?
Emma: Daddy is a peanut butter sausage hamburger.

Emma Says

Your hair smells berry nice. It smells like ham poo.