Monday, January 31, 2011

CZ Vignettes, Or, Kids Say The (Insert Trademarked Title Here)

In the car on the way home from school:

K Man: M, when we get home do you want to PARTY DOWN?


While talking to my dad on the phone:

Me: D, are you a Fartweasel? (This is my dad's term of endearment for his grandkids.)

D: No, M is.

M has taken on aluminum can crushing as a way to earn money.

M: It would be nice if you guys (ie us parents) would drink ALL of your pop so I don't get it all over my hands when I'm crushing them.

I'm sensing a bit of a DIVA.

We're in the car on the way home from the zoo. We're driving a fellow Girl Scout Brownie home with us in our car. The girls have been playing games on my iPad during the trip to and from the zoo.

M: Do you want to play MONPOLY?

Me: Do you mean MONOPOLY?

The car dissolves into giggles.

Me: I think I'm going to call it MONPOLY from now on. I like it better.


We are at the pet store. It's a turn of events I am unprepared for since I thought I was going out to buy a Lego set. K is excited but uncharacteristically in control of himself.

K Man: I think all these fish LOVE me.

Me: I have no doubt of that!

Store clerk: He is so well-behaved. What a nice boy!

Me: Believe me, this is unusual.


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slow panic said...

i LOVE when people tell me my children are well behaved. if only they would come home with me. ok, that's not actually a good idea.

mayberry said...

Those are awesome. PARTY DOWN!

Anonymous said...

That's why they keep us laughing all the time with their "sayings" Amma

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