MP had quite a bit to say on the ride home last night. Within a span of five minutes she shocked me once, she shocked me twice, and neatly wrapped things up by confirming the propensity for dumb humor may actually be an inherited trait.
I’m in love with Ronan and Hunter.
Wha?!? Eee ooo, eee ooo. (That’s me cleaning out my ears.)
When did THIS happen? MP’s all of FOUR. I’m hoping she just means this little threesome is sharin’ the Barney Buddy Love. (“I love you, you love me, we’re a great big fam-il-y.” ) I’m so not prepared for the first crush. So not.
Everyone in this town is going to die.
Umm … After making it past the initial shock of this heady proclamation, I was relieved to find out it was NOT in fact, some catastrophic premonition. Instead, she told me her theory on death, explaining matter-of-factly that everyone dies. And when a person dies, someone new is born. More importantly, when a person dies, they COME BACK. So says the Dalai MP.
And, lastly, a joke.
Why did Shaggy cross the road?
(Tired) I don’t know. Why?
Try, Mommy.
(More tired) I don’t know. Why.
Try.
To get to the other side?
YEAH! BAHAHAHAHA!!
Hello, Daughter. I love you.
18 Comments
June 19, 2008 at 4:30 am
I like it!
June 19, 2008 at 8:34 am
so glad you took her off the ritalin. JUST KIDDING! wow i get shocked when my daughter starts counting and gets to seven, only she says it “se-men” in front of all the people at church. i’m looking forward to a lot more things to blog about. cheers!
June 19, 2008 at 9:21 am
Ha! I love it! My kids went through that, and still do, really. I’ve hear, “I’m going to marry (fill in blank)” so many times it’s not funny. Have you read MP the “Junie B. Jones” series yet? Junie B. has a crush in kindergarten – makes it less shocking to hear it’s natural. It’s a great series if you haven’t already – very funny and enjoyable for a parent to read to kids.
June 19, 2008 at 9:24 am
Oh, I’m going to have to find those books. I was beginning to worry it was the damn hormone-injected hamburger …
June 19, 2008 at 9:26 am
My girls always talk about dying… it’s an every day discussion for them. It drives me batty when I hear them talk about it. They’re only 3 & 5…
June 19, 2008 at 9:47 am
Wait, we’re all going to die? Why am I paying my Visa bill then?
June 19, 2008 at 11:02 am
She’s what we call an “old soul”
June 19, 2008 at 11:12 am
Oh, SUCH an old soul. Knew it the minute I laid eyes on her.
June 19, 2008 at 12:49 pm
This post gets one big Awwww!!!
June 19, 2008 at 1:23 pm
Ronan and Hunter? Well if they’re as great as their names, then I approve.
June 19, 2008 at 1:53 pm
Bwahaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaa….I LOVE it!
Reincarnation is a big thing these days I think. Littleman recently asked me if, when he comes back, if he got to choose what he came back as…you see, he wants to come back as a puffin….yep, a puffin…
June 19, 2008 at 3:08 pm
A puffin. Does it GET any cuter? I think not.
June 19, 2008 at 3:11 pm
That sounds tiring.
June 19, 2008 at 3:27 pm
What a cutie. I love the car conversations at the end of the day. The kids always have the most off the wall random thoughts.
June 19, 2008 at 3:49 pm
oh MP, so funny. I think Ramona also eludes to this, she’s she? Check out Ramona Quinby, Age 8. A little above her reading skill, but makes a great bedtime story!
June 19, 2008 at 3:50 pm
Ok, PROOF READ, then post.
It was supposed to read: doesn’t she. not she’s she. wow…it’s 3:50 in the afternoon, and I’m exhausted.
June 19, 2008 at 4:18 pm
Whoa — kind of Poltergeist-like (do I have my movie reference right? “They’re hee-eeeere . . .”) She’s gonna be a handful until she’s 34. In a good way. : )
June 21, 2008 at 9:19 am
I love her!
and I agree with Mental P Mama re: the names. Why couldn’t we have had names like the kids do these days? Too hip.