Just Like That, Huh?

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."

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."

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.

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?!

Parental advice, part deux

Julie: Hannah, put on your panties and stop beating your daddy with them.

SPECIAL ALERT

JULIE CONTENT:

Julie: (This bread pudding) tastes like Christmas in my mouth.

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