Me: Can I have a hug? TD1: *hugs* *squishes stomach* It feels like the fat from pig bacon. Me: *side-eye* TD1: Whhhaaat?? I like pig bacon.
TD1: [TD3] is so cute. You know why? Because she stole my face. [TD3] you stole my face. Yes you did little cutie.
*looking at belly support bands*TD2: What's that?Me: Pregnancy support bands. When you're pregnant, your belly grows and things get moved around and sometimes that can hurt a little. Hopefully, these will help Mommy with some of the pain I'm feeling. TD1: Mommy, because you're pregnant, I think you should buy bigger clothes.
TD1 is in a Pre-K/K mixed class, so imagine my surprise when after school, the following convo took place: TD1: Mommy, Ariel* and Belle* have a crush on Charming*. T-Mommy: Oh really, and how do you know that? TD1: I don't know. T-Mommy: Do you know what a crush is? TD1: No. T-Mommy: So how... Continue Reading →
*a few weeks ago* TD1: whining Me: You want some cheese to go with that whine? TD1: *stops whining* what? Why you ask me that? Me: *explains the whole cheese and wine/whine thing* *tonight* TD1: *singing* You want some cheese with that whine? You want some cheese with that whine? You want some cheese with... Continue Reading →
One day TD1 came up to me and told me that I wasn’t her real mom. Her real mom (Invisible Mom) lived in her Invisible World and TD1 came here through her Invisible Mirror. In Invisible World, TD1 is really 8 years old (coming through the Invisible Mirror made her 4.5), and things are quite... Continue Reading →
TD1: Mom, you're not my real mom. Me: Who's your real mom? TD1: My real mom and dad are invisible. I was invisible and then I came here through an invisible mirror. Me: Oh really? When did you come through the mirror? TD1: When I was 5. Me: But you're 4 now. TD1: Yeah, I... Continue Reading →
A while back, TD2 was crying but no one knew why. She met every question I asked with a resounding "NO!" So TD1 decided that she would be a better interrogator. TD1: What do you want [TD2]? You want me? You want me to eat it? Mommy, I think she wants me to eat her... Continue Reading →
Last Monday, the TDs were out of school, so we went to the library. They had a fun, free concert and then TD1 wanted to check out books. (Apparently, she's a pro at the whole process because her class regularly visits the library.) While we were there, the following convos took place. TD1: This book’s... Continue Reading →
The other day, I was trying to put up book bags and get us ready for movie night when I heard THE death scream. I went running into the girls' bathroom to make sure no one fell in the toilet or got eaten by any Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Real Monsters. T-Mommy: What's wrong? TD1: [TD2] flushed the... Continue Reading →