I had a different post planned for today, but when I updated the little notebook where I keep track of the funny things the kids (well, Aoife so far) say and do this morning, I was laughing so hard at some of the older stories, I thought I'd share.
August 2010 (Aoife 3 years old)
Aoife: Where daddy work?
Me: London.
Aoife: One day daddy take me to work in London?
Me: No honey. Daddy's work is too dangerous for little girls.
Aoife: Why it's dangerous? They have tigers there???
September 2010 (Aoife 3 years old)
Aoife and I were talking about the new baby. I said something about mummy's tummy getting quite a bit bigger before the baby comes.
Aoife: But daddy will not fit in the bed anymore!!!!
October 2010 (Aoife 3 years old)
Aoife is lying in bed singing "5 currant buns" to herself. When she to the part "along came Aoife with a penny one day", she suddenly exclaims: Again?! I'll get a tummy ache!!!
November 2010 (Aoife 4 years old, just)
Aoife: Good morning!
Me: Good morning Aoife! You sound a bit sniffly today.
Aoife: You know why?
Me: No, why?
Aoife: I think I have a dinosaur up my nose!
Christmas 2010 (Aoife 4 years old, I'm 8 1/2 months pregnant with Kirby)
Alan: How are you feeling today, mummy?
Me: A bit rubbish to be honest.
Aoife: Rubbish?! We'll put you in the bin then!
May 2011 (Aoife 4 years old)
Aoife: It's your pretend birthday today mummy. You can wish for whatever you want.
Me: Ok. I wish for you to be quiet for 2 minutes.
Aoife laughs, then says: But that's too boring mummy! You know I'm noisy!
June 2011 (Aoife 4 years old)
Aoife sits at the drawing table chatting away to herself as she draws her daddy a picture. All of a sudden she says: Dear God, I love you very much. Thank you for giving me so many biscuits! (that's cookies to my American friends)
July 2011 (Aoife 4 years)
Aoife coming down the stairs in the morning: Mu... why are you wearing THAT top?!?! I don't like it!
Fashion critic!
December 2011 (Aoife 5 years old)
We're all playing with some balloons. I lose my ballon and say: I lost my balloon
Alan, jokingly: And your youth
Me: That's not very nice.
Aoife: Well, mummy, you'll just have to live with it!
Yesterday (Aoife 5 years old)
I'm struggling to get Aoife out of bed for school. She eventually gets up and asks me: Mummy, how much longer do I have to go to school? I can read now.
Me: Years, and years, and years honey.
Aoife: Whoa!!! I'm going to be soooo tired!
Have a good weekend everyone!
