Hannah was teaching Libby how to clean her hands with hand sanitizer. This is how she described it.
"You can do it Libby it's just like squishing an octopus."
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
It's raining men
Hannah was at our neighbor's house yesterday. She wanted to go upstairs, but was told not to since it was her friend's dad's mancave.
She came home confused, and told Julie:
"you can't go upstairs cause they have a cave of men."
She came home confused, and told Julie:
"you can't go upstairs cause they have a cave of men."
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Can't Argue With That
Julie: You need to stop growing. I want you to stay just the way you are.
Hannah: I can't stop God makes me grow.
Hannah: I can't stop God makes me grow.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Whatever works
Libby tends to get mad in the car. Thursday was no exception. Hannah decided she would try to help.
Hannah: abracadabra stop whining!
She didn't stop.
Hannah: please god make Libby stop whining!
She still didn't stop.
Hannah: waaaaaaaah why won't Libby stop whining?!
Hannah: abracadabra stop whining!
She didn't stop.
Hannah: please god make Libby stop whining!
She still didn't stop.
Hannah: waaaaaaaah why won't Libby stop whining?!
Parental advice, part deux
Julie: Hannah, put on your panties and stop beating your daddy with them.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Pleased to meet you, hope you guessed my name ...
Hannah: Can I sit with that girl?
Julie: Do you know her?
Hannah: no but I like her
Julie: Do you know her?
Hannah: no but I like her
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Me: I think Libby is going to be ...
Hannah: ... A chicken eater?
Hannah: ... A chicken eater?
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Rip Van Twinkle
We had a lazy day Sunday and I took a nap. I woke up to Hannah putting a sticker on me.
Hannah: I gave you a moon sticker daddy cause you like to sleep so much.
Hannah: I gave you a moon sticker daddy cause you like to sleep so much.
Monday, June 4, 2012
Somewhere Over the Rainbow
Hannah: daddy, I have a song.
Me: in your heart?
Hannah: no, it's in mama's car.
Me: in your heart?
Hannah: no, it's in mama's car.
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