Monday, May 10, 2010

way with words...

A: Avery
M: Momma/Me (aka April)
D: Daddy (aka Nick)


A: Can you put Barney in Mother?
A: Thank you Mudder.

M: Thank you for such a nice mother's day honey.
A: You're welcome.

A: Deer ate my compost
M: They must have been hungry. You helped fill their belly's.
A: Avery's mad, deer ate my compost.
(later that night would stop, roll down window for Avery to see a deer on the side of the road)
A: (in a stern voice) Deer you ate my compost!

M: (in a stern voice) Don't you kick your momma.
A: (in a stern voice) Don't you kick your momma.

M: Kiss Daddy's boo-boo?
A: No that's an ucky one.

D: Avery you farted? pew.
A: Just a toot, Daddy

With a recent trip to the circus, the most memorable part of the circus for me as a child repeats for my daughter. It was the first thing she mentioned to everyone about the circus & something she continues to reference.
The story begins: Nick is upstairs in the bathroom, Avery is at the bottom of the stairs hollering up to him.
A: Daddy!
D: Yes, Avery!
A: Are you pooping?
A: Are you pooping like the elephant?
A: Are you brave like the elephant?

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