*me: Tessa! Please! Just leave him alone.
t: What?! Bode likes me to bug him!
*t:maaaahhm! (from the family room)
me: what? (from the kitchen)
t: I got a booger.
me: Gross. What are you going to do about it.
t: you come get it.
me: Tessa, get real, I am not walking in there to get your booger.
t: mom, if you don't come get this booger, I am putting it on the couch.
*'ahhhhh! I peed my pants mom! I don't even know what happened, I just laughed and peed my pants!'
Upon going through my underwear drawer, Tessa finds one of my hmmmm, 'special' bras. "Mom! I LOVE this bra! It is SO fancy! Is this the one you wear to church, with your dresses?"
*'mom, let's play. I will be Barbie and you are my dog.'
*t: my friend Julian has 3 brothers.
me: oh, really? Julian from school?
t: yeah. I just have one brother. (pause) that's enough, isn't it?
She also can't keep a secret to save her life, changes her underwear every time she goes to the bathroom and reminds me from time to time that she is a miracle.
Who wouldn't want to hang out with this lunatic every day?
4 comments:
I freaking love her!
Did she steal grandpas glasses??
Great pictures! thanks for sharing your cultural experiences. Cute, cute children, too.
I'm totally laughing out loud in your old bedroom. She is hysterical!
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