Adrie: "Mom, have you seen my soccer ball?"
Me: "No, I'm not sure where it is."
. . . pause . . . pause . . .
Adrie: "I think its out in the driveway . . . Papa's truck stepped on it."
Victorian Background
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Mickey Mouse Hotcakes
Adrie: "Mom, we should have pancakes this morning. How do you make your pancakes?"
Me: "I make mine in round circles."
Adrie: "Grandpa Bob makes his like Mickey Mouse, with 'chicolate chop' eyes."
Me: "I make mine in round circles."
Adrie: "Grandpa Bob makes his like Mickey Mouse, with 'chicolate chop' eyes."
A Real Compliment
Adrie: "Mommy . . . I just love you . . . (adds a sigh for emphasis) . . . you're so warm and fluffy."
Funny, these are the same thoughts I had of my own Mom when I was young. :)
Funny, these are the same thoughts I had of my own Mom when I was young. :)
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Inauguration Day
We've been watching Inauguration Day stuff all day long. After seeing a news excerpt tonight,
Adrie asked me, "Mom, is Obama coming over tonight?"
I said, "Not that I know of."
She said, "But now that he's our President, he might want to come over and tell us something."
Adrie asked me, "Mom, is Obama coming over tonight?"
I said, "Not that I know of."
She said, "But now that he's our President, he might want to come over and tell us something."
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Gamblin' Girl
Adrie watching a TV commercial this morning:
"Mom, I want to go to the casino."
Me: "Really? Why is that?" (trying to think of the appropriate response)
Adrie: "Well . . . I want to go to the casino."
Me: "You know, the casino isn't a place for kids to go, just grown-ups."
. . . pause . . .
. . . pause . . .
Adrie: (with tears literally welling up in her eyes) "But Mom . . . where will I go?"
Me: "What do you mean? You don't have to go anywhere."
Adrie: "But where will go? . . . if I can't go to the casino?" (still threatening tears)
Me: "Mommy & Papa don't really go to the casino, so I don't think we have to worry about it too much."
Adrie: " . . . but . . . if kids can't go to the casino, where do I go? . . . "
"Mom, I want to go to the casino."
Me: "Really? Why is that?" (trying to think of the appropriate response)
Adrie: "Well . . . I want to go to the casino."
Me: "You know, the casino isn't a place for kids to go, just grown-ups."
. . . pause . . .
. . . pause . . .
Adrie: (with tears literally welling up in her eyes) "But Mom . . . where will I go?"
Me: "What do you mean? You don't have to go anywhere."
Adrie: "But where will go? . . . if I can't go to the casino?" (still threatening tears)
Me: "Mommy & Papa don't really go to the casino, so I don't think we have to worry about it too much."
Adrie: " . . . but . . . if kids can't go to the casino, where do I go? . . . "
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Adrie
"Talk talk talk talk, yak yak yak yak, blah blah blah . . . Mom . . . I didn't sleep good at all last night; I barely have the energy to talk . . . blah blah blah, talk talk talk, yakity yakity yak . . ."
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Christmas Wrapping
This is sibling love in its earliest stages: Adrie came up to me this morning with a roll of toilet paper in her hand. She asked me, "Mom, can I wrap Andrew's Christmas present with this?"
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Imaginary Friends
The Wellersons strike again! Adrie and I are eating lunch at our kitchen counter:
Adrie: "Mom . . . I don't like the Wellersons."
Me: "Why is that?"
Adrie: "Because they give out chocolate-poop-treats, and I don't like them."
I guess I would feel the same way about any friends, imaginary or not, who tried to trick me with a treat like that. I laughed - I couldn't keep a straight face.
Adrie: "Mom . . . I don't like the Wellersons."
Me: "Why is that?"
Adrie: "Because they give out chocolate-poop-treats, and I don't like them."
I guess I would feel the same way about any friends, imaginary or not, who tried to trick me with a treat like that. I laughed - I couldn't keep a straight face.
Monday, December 22, 2008
We Love Skype!
Adrie and Andy love to talk to our family & friends on Skype. They can talk to (and see) Aunty Em (Anna) in Portland, and other family members here in Bremerton. It always makes us laugh when we're talking to Grandpa Bob, Adrie will tell him to "Pass Granny over" when she wants to talk to Granny.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Let it snow
Adrie this morning, looking out our front door: "Mommy! The snowflakes are landing everywhere!"
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Archie Beware
I heard Adrie talking to Marshall at the breakfast table this morning.
Adrie: "Dad . . . I think we should give Archie a bath." (our cat)
Marshall: "Why do you think so?"
A: "Well, because Aunty Kimbo gives Sakila a bath." (her dog)
M: "Have you seen how Archie licks his fur? That's how cats clean themselves, so they don't need a bath."
A:" . . . Dad? I think we should give Archie a bath."
Adrie: "Dad . . . I think we should give Archie a bath." (our cat)
Marshall: "Why do you think so?"
A: "Well, because Aunty Kimbo gives Sakila a bath." (her dog)
M: "Have you seen how Archie licks his fur? That's how cats clean themselves, so they don't need a bath."
A:" . . . Dad? I think we should give Archie a bath."
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Adrie's Christmas Program
Last night we attended Adrie's first Christmas Program. We were betting on whether she might just stand there and do nothing (like her Mom at 3 years old) or do something silly (like her Papa at 3). She did great! She sang as many words as she could remember, and she did her hand-motions when she wasn't distracted by the large audience that was in attendance.

We were a little surprised at how small she looked standing with her classmates. When Andrew saw her among the other kids on stage, he started squealing and flapping his arms to get her attention. He loved seeing his big sister in action!

We were a little surprised at how small she looked standing with her classmates. When Andrew saw her among the other kids on stage, he started squealing and flapping his arms to get her attention. He loved seeing his big sister in action!
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