Miss M in April...

Miss A in April...

Quotes from the old phone:

B: According to the photons, aren't you actually in the mirror?

A: What do you mean?

M: Question. What are photons? I know what croutons are.

R: I am technically nocturnal                                              

A Few Months of Quotes...

Miss M:  One does not simply make their bed before breakfast.

(November 8, 2018)

Miss R:  Wait!  I have an ecosystem of underwear.  (I was going to grab her a pair to take to swim, but I grabbed it from the wrong place, not knowing her system.)

(November 5, 2018)

Miss M:  Wow.  That was like the subwoofer of snot.  (We are still suffering from the eternal snots.)

(November 5, 2018)

Me:  Could you please not get personally involved in your story problems? 

(October 25, 2018)

Miss A:  Aaaaaah.  I could have done without seeing that impalement.

(October 14, 2018)

Miss M:  Oooooh!  She gets a hay ride!

(October 14, 2018)

Miss M:  That was only a molescule.  (When Miss R only ate a bit of her black egg at Hakone.)

(October 3, 2018)

Another Miss M original word:  humilifying  (embarrassing)

(September 20, 2018)

Miss M:  The only good thing about Japan is it melts your ear wax so you can get it out easily.  (Shortly after our arrival when it was still unbelievably hot.)

(August 6, 2018)

On the trip to Japan:

Miss A:  We traveled across the earth with the sun.

Miss M:  But we didn't run into any stars.

(August 3, 2018)

Miss M:  So I'm your apprentice cook?

Grandma:  You're my sous chef.

Miss A:  Wait.  We're having sushi!?  

(July 4, 2018)

Miss R, (right after she saw a pronghorn):  If you see something white that looks like a bum it's probably a white bum.  Prairie dogs have teal bums.  

(June 23, 2018)

Miss R: Journal...

I   went   to    the    theater.    

we      had     popcorn      and     a    drink.

It     was    funy

It    was    smallfoot.

grandma    took    us    there.

grandma     was    nise.

there    were   a   lot   of    yetis.

How To Speak Preen...

The accepted terminology for a person approaching the teenage years is "tween."  I think a more descriptive word is "preen."  That's what we use for Miss A, who is eleven.  She is a delightful person, and I have every hope that we will pass the hormonal storms of adolescence with minimal damage.  But, of course, we have our share of preen snark.  Here I will post a collection of B and I's terms and definitions as we enter this new stage of life...

The Moo of Displeasure:  n.  Sound given by the preen when she is told she must do something she does not want to do.

The Noncommittal Yak Humph:  n.  Sound given by the preen when asked for an opinion on something she cares nothing about because she is absorbed in what is vitally important at the moment to her.

Gender Cause?

Mama, reaching to put something on a high shelf:  Sometimes I wish I were an inch taller.
Miss A:  Then you'd wish you were an inch shorter.
Mama:  Doubtful.
Miss A:  And you'd have three boys instead of three girls.