We have a walking, talking, little girl on our hands, and she is a source of endless entertainment. I swear, you can't make up some of the stuff that comes out of her mouth. Here are just a few gems:- I was singing the Eagles "Takin' it Easy" to her the other day while feeding her breakfast (not sure why; I'm not a huge Eagles fan, I just had it in my head for some reason), and when I got to the "oh oh oh oh we got it easy" part, she starts imitating my ohh, ohhs. And then she says, "train!" Apparently my singing sounds like a train whistle.
- When we would ask her what her name is, for some reason she would reply, "Anne... baby Anne." No idea why, but she's finally figured out her name is Elise.
- If I lie down, just for a second when I'm around her, she starts making snoring noises.
- She calls blackberries (the fruit, not the phone), "black-a-bees". Not particularly funny, but cute, nonetheless.
- She laughs when she farts and then says, "co-co" (Portuguese for poo). That's my girl!
- She pointed at my knee the other day and said, "elbow". Now, she knows what a knee is, and what an elbow is; plus she was laughing when she said it, so I think it was some sort of joke. I think she was calling me fat somehow.
- The other day I was in the kitchen making dinner when she announced she had made a "co-co". When I heard the portable changing pad being unfolded, I thought Fred was taking care of it. When I heard him laughing, I went into the other room and saw that she had taken the changing pad off the shelf, unfolded it and was laying down ready for us to take care of her business! I guess we're too slow!
- When she sees sports on TV, she yells, "go, go team!"
- I was shopping at Target the other day, and I had pulled a shirt off the shelf and was looking at it. Elise started yelling at the top of her lungs, "shirt, shirt, shirt!" Except when she says shirt, she doesn't pronounce the "R". So now it sounds like I have a little girl yelling expletives. Every time she saw a shirt, she would yell the word. Needless to say, I got out of the clothing department very quickly.
In retrospect, I'm sure those aren't interesting to anybody except those related to Elise by blood, but I had to get them down for posterity's sake.
4 comments:
So cute!
We were at the library a couple months ago and they do a little craft at a table after the stories. Bridget went to the table, and I was attempting to keep Margaret away. (This is the story time for the older kids.) She started yelling and eventually screaming, "Craft! Craft" because she wanted to do that. But she didn't really say the f's, and it sounded just like "Crap! Crap!! Crap!!!" as she is pointing at the kids' projects!
these are hilarious!
She sounds like she's developing quite a personality! It's definitely good to write them down now before these go away... They were fun to read!
Elise and the twins would get along great - it is a riot when one of them "toots." Jacob bent over the other day and let one rip, and Caleb began cackling so hard that it had all of us rolling on the floor laughing. Jacob looked up with his big blue eyes, pointing to his bottom, and told us "toot!" hehehe
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