Overheard at the Crib
If this stuff doesn’t make it all worth it, I don’t know what will.
First:
Me to 4 year old E: I love you.
E: Why does Elise always want to MARRY me??
Me: Hunh?
E: She always does it and I don’t know why. We’re just little kids!
Me (in my head): I surely don’t know. Why indeed.
On a less funny, more oh-my-gawd-did-she-really? note:
The 5′7″ child knocks over the 2′3″ child while storming out of the kitchen over me (ridiculously) not giving her a ride to the bf’s house because she didn’t do her chores. When she is almost around the corner, she turns back to see if I noticed.
Her: What? I didn’t do it on purpose.
Me: (giving “the look”)
Her: He walked into ME anyway!
Me: snicker, snicker….snort…guffaw

