AR has been a bit too honest lately. I had to have a talk with her after having pictures taken, when she pointed out what a big lady our photographer had. Not wanting to make a point of it at the scene (you know a four year old would say, "But, mom, she DOES have a big belly"), I saved the talk for the car. I told her that it's not a nice thing to day and when she asked why, I explained that it could make a person sad...blahblahblah...
Next day in the car I hear AR fake crying, so I ask her what's wrong, to which she replies...
AR: I just told myself I have a big belly. Now I'm sad. Boo hoo hoo!!
Then today, prepping her for a family party we're having on Labor Day...
Me: AR, when we have our party Monday, if someone with a big belly comes over, what are you going to say?
AR: pausing to think...Don't come in.
Me: trying so hard not to laugh...No, AR! No! You don't say anything.
Oh boy.
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SA: Mom...after we borrow (a.k.a. rent) the Spiderman Venom movie, can we borrow the Batman Scratch movie (I don't know what that means).
Me: Sure, honey.
SA: Because I sure love Superheroes. Right, mom?
Me: mmmm-hmmmmm (busy cleaning)
SA: Because I don't like princesses. Right, mom?
Me: Right, hon'.
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I walk out of my room, all dressed and ready for the good ole' family photo...
AR: Mom, you're pretty like me!
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After learning we were just at school to see the room and meet the teachers...
SA & SJ, one right after the other: AW SNAP!
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After cleaning SJ up from an "accident"...
SJ: You're a good mom, mommy.
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Out of regular popcorn, I gave the kids kettle corn for snack...
SJ: This doesn't taste like popcorn. I don't know what this tastes like. I don't like it.
