What They Say

Don’t you find that kids say the cutest things?  Sometimes it’s all I could do not to go bwahahaha in their faces at the stuff that they say.  Sometimes they sound like they’re 62 years old.  Sometimes I just marvel at their logic.  Sometimes I just pull them in and give them a big squeeze and bury my face in their sweaty sweet-smelling hair to hide my amusement.  {If Zoë so much as suspects that I’m laughing at her, she would look at me sternly and demand that I not laugh --“That’s not funny, Mommy!”}

Josh:

I wish I lived in the olden times.

Because then I won’t have to learn so much history!

{Mind you, Josh doesn’t even have History as a subject in school yet!}

Zoë cheering Josh on while he was playing Wii:

I’m going to keep my hands crossed for you, KoKo.

How Zoë says / used to say them:

Cityplaza = Sillyplaza 

Pumpkin = Pungkin 

Oatmeal = Oatmilk

Cupcake = Popcake

Zoë on why I need to give her some ice cream:

The sun is shining on my hair.

Josh, on why he “needs” to eat some chips:

I’ve already had healthy food three days in a row!