I'm gonna need your TPS reports ...

We had a rough day with Hannah wanting to be in charge yesterday. She got in trouble a few times over it. We kept telling her she wasn't the boss. That night, Julie was putting her to bed.

Hannah: Mama, when I'm older can you teach me to be the boss?

Twew Wuv

Hannah: I'm not going to eat this sucker.

Me: Why?

Hannah: 'Cause I love it!

The Root of All Evil

Hannah wanted to play with some money this morning. Julie told her she couldn't. This led to a fit, and Hannah going into her room. While there, this was what we heard her screaming:

"I WANT MONEEEEEEEEEY! I WANT MONEEEEEEEEEEEY!"

The Sweetest Thing

My mom and dad came by yesterday to see us. I was getting ready to leave for the football game I was covering last night.

Me: I could leave later but last time I got there late and had to park somewhere scary.

Hannah: Why was it scary, daddy?

Me: Oh, it was just dark and I couldn't see very well.

Hannah: Can I help you see, daddy?

Me: Sure, Hannah.

Hannah (jumping up and running): Let me go find a flashlight!

Even More Malapropisms

Hannah went on a field trip yesterday to Columbus, Ga. When she found out about it earlier in the week, she came home to tell Julie.

Hannah: I'm going on a field trip mama.

Julie: Where?

Hannah: To George's!

Au Contrarianism, Part Troix

Hannah: Mama mama mama mama mama mama mama mama mama ...

Julie: Stop saying mama!

Hannah: OK, Julie.

Poker? I barely know 'er!

Hannah: Daddy, what are you playing on your phone?

Me: Poker.

Hannah: What do you poke it with?