Showing posts with label Emma Conversations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emma Conversations. Show all posts

Thursday, January 10, 2013

The Mexicos.

Me: "Bug, what a great picture!  I love that igloo you made."



Bug:  "Thanks."

Me: "Did you learn about igloos today?"

Bug: "Yes."

It is like pulling teeth getting information out of a 4 year old.

Me: "What do you know about them now?"

Bug: "They are made of ice where it is cold.  We, like, live in the middle, kinda at the bottom.  The Mexicos live up at the top near Santa Claus."

Me: "The what?"

Bug: "The Mexicos."

Me: "Oh, but Mexico is at the bottom (of the map)."

Bug: "Ugh!  See, I colored a picture of one.  They live in igloos... at the top (of the map)."

Me: "Oh, you mean eskimos."

Bug: "No.  I mean Mexicos."

She was done with that conversation.

Saturday, October 27, 2012

A conversation to remember forever

A few night ago, we were driving.

It was just me and Bug.  We were headed home from dinner with Daddy.  Caroline was at GAs.

Sometimes this kid says the cutest things.

Bug: "Mommy!  I saw a shooting star!"

Me:  "Oh wow!  Really?"

Bug:  "Where do shooting stars come from?"

Me: "I'm not sure.  Where do you think they come from?"

Bug:  "Well, first you catch a star.  Then you put it in a gun and you shoot it back to the sky.  Then it is a shooting star."

Me:  "That is pretty neat!"

Bug:  "Yep.  But you have to shoot it from the front yard.  That is where you can see the stars the best.  The front yard."

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Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Naked

"Let me speak to Bug."

I slowly hand the phone to Bug.

Conversations with her can last anywhere from 20 seconds to 20 minutes.  You just never know what that one.

You also never know what she is going to say.

"Hello?"

"Hey Day-day."

"Yes."

"I found Julie.  We haven't found..."

"Yep.  *little giggle* My Daddy is outside walking around naked. *giggle*"

Dear Jesus.

All he did was walk to his truck and back with UPS shorts and no shirt.

That = naked in the mind of a 3 year old.

I grabbed the phone from Bug a few minutes later.

My Mom said, "Well, Emma said her Dad was outside naked?"

"Yep.  He was."

We like to keep is classy around here.