Too Much Talking (and dancing)

Naomi to the babysitter while Mike and I were out on a date a few weeks ago, in response to Bernadette continually coming out of her bed and crying for me:
"I think that this is the last date my parents are going to go on, because I am just sick of all this whining and crying!" 

Naomi to my parents while hanging out on campus during their visit:
"Grammy, I think I need to go to the Grotto to pray because I have done a lot of naughty things today."
It's about time she owns up to it all.

Bernadette stopping in the middle of her pretend play, very solemnly:
"We have to say a prayer for Maleficent because she died. In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit... (says a genuine prayer for the fictitious evil villain.)

Me: Why do you have underwear on your head? Naomi: Oh no, this is the prince's hat so that Bernadette can marry me!

Naomi on marriage:
Naomi: But mommy, why won't James say yes to marrying me?
Me: Well, I just don't think that little boys have as much fun playing pretend marriage as little girls do.
Naomi (totally exasperated): But he was the handsomest person I could find!
I've taught her well

In response to Naomi doing something helpful for Bernadette:
Me: You are a good sister, Naomi
Naomi: Oh yes of course, we are good sisters! We help each other, we fall in love with each other!
Apparently I have not taught them enough.

Upon walking out to greet me first thing in the morning:
Naomi: Hello, I am Sarahlee, and this little man is taking care of me! (points to Bernadette)
Me: Oh, what is his name?
Bernadette (in a "man's" voice): I'm Walter Princie! No, I am Rumpelstiltskin.
And I knew it was going to be a good day

That same morning, about 10 minutes later:
Me: Lucy and Rumpelstiltskin need to have a diaper change
Naomi: Of course they do. Because I do not want to have a stinky Rumpelstiltskin in my house!
We wouldn't want that.

After Bernadette yanked the curtains open at bedtime (a spank-able offense since we've gone through at least 2 broken curtain rods and an entire set of blinds broken to pieces):
Bernadette: No! Don't give me a spank!
Me: Ok, this is your warning, don't do it again.
Bernadette: Ok, I give you my word.
Big surprise- she did it again. 

In the car on the way home from Mass:
Naomi: Daddy!
Mike: Yes, Naomi?
Naomi: I'm pregnant!!!


And a bonus video of Lucy dancing to Mike's guitar playing, pretty much my all time favorite thing ever:


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