Monday, November 18, 2013

Too Much Talking

In the middle of playing, after she made up a word and used it:
Naomi: Mom, do you know what feynke means?
Ana: Nope, what?
Naomi: It means trying to not to fly, just walk.
Ana: Oh, I am constantly feynking.
And I really am.

During a moment of attempted affectionate conversation with Bernadette:
Ana: You are a sweet little girl
Bernadette: I'm not a little girl, I'm big
Ana: ok
Bernadette: I'm getting bigger and bigger
Ana: uh huh
Bernadette: Bigger than you like! I'm going to turn into a moose!

After telling the girls about how my childhood home, which I lived in for 14 years of my life, burned down after we moved when I was in high school and how sad and hard that was for me, Bernadette looked up with a big smile on her face and said:
"Mom, could we put some fires on the floor in here right now?"

Driving somewhere during one of the wonderfully warm days recently:
Ana: It is so beautiful out, isn't a beautiful day girls?
Girls, in unison: Yeah, it is!
Bernadette (hanging her head sadly): But then the doggies come and make the sun go down...

While trying to do lessons with Naomi as she scribbles something on her paper at her desk:
Naomi (somberly): Mom, I have bad news for you...
Ana: What's that?
Naomi: This afternoon, there's nothing but appointments for me.
Ana: What appointments?
Naomi: ...
There were none

Before bed time, talking to Mike in the same somber tone as above:
Naomi: There's bad news dad, tomorrow is not going to be a good day.
Mike: Yes it is, (proceeds to name a bunch of fun stuff that was planned for the next day)
Naomi: Well, yeah, it is going to be fun for me, but it's not going to be fun for that guy (points to her bed post)
Mike: ...

While having a snack of honey roasted almonds:
Naomi: Mom, these almonds taste weird.
Ana: I think they taste good
Naomi: Well they do , they just taste like they were made with french fries.
Ana: Oh yeah?
Naomi: Yeah, or with the ingredients from chicken nuggets.
Ana: ...

While running to the bathroom, Naomi let me know she would be needing my assistance in the bathroom momentarily to the tune of Fiddler on the Roof's "If I Were a Rich Man":
♫ I need to go doops! Yabba dabba dabba dabba dabba dabba dabba da!
My official "proudest moment" as a mother. 


  1. hahaha!!! love these! And the pictures to go with them are perfect.

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  2. I totally understand Naomi's almond tasting experience.

  3. it. Her face is super cute in the last pic.

  4. Naomi looks so grown up! And she also talks like a big weirdo - I love that.

  5. Hahahaha!! Points for creativity on the Fiddler song!

  6. So funny! And I can't help but wonder what wisdom Daniel Efosa Uyi was going to add to this conversation...