Danae-isms...More From a 4-Year-Old

I really should write a book...perhaps entitle it "Musings from My Four-Year-Old". Danae's comments have a good mixture of little girl curiosity and 70-year-old wit. She cracks me up every day!



1) While we were driving down the road...
Danae: "Mom, what's that smell?"
Me: "That's manure. The farmer spreads manure in his field to help the plants grow. Manure is poop."
Danae, seeing cows laying down in their pasture: "I bet those cows over there are pooping right now."


2) On one of my days off a few weeks ago, I babysat two little boys (ages 2 and 3) for my neighbor...
Danae, while holding two of her paintbrushes and crossing them: "Hey, look Mom! These paintbrushes now make a cross!" (turning to three-year-old Ryan and showing him her cross creation) "Hey Ryan! Who died on the cross?" (Ryan doesn't answer.) "Ryan? Are you listening to me?! WHO DIED ON THE CROSS?? MOM...Ryan won't answer me!"


3) "Here's a small french fry for you, Mom...because you're a little woman."


4) Danae: "Hey Mama, look! I can walk down the stairs backwards!"
Me: "Danae, please don't do that. I don't want you to fall down the stairs and get hurt."
Danae: "It's okay, Mom. If I fall and get a boo boo, I'll just slap a Band-Aid on it."


5) Danae is always asking me how to say things in Spanish. She learned "Can I help?", which is "Puedo Ayudar?"
Danae: "Mommy? Play-Doh ayudar?"



Have a happy Wednesday! :o)

Danae-isms, Round 3

Here's a third helping of some of the things Danae has said to us in the past few weeks/months...we continue to laugh our pants off. :o)


1) Daddy takes Peanut to the potty. This bathroom happens to have a urinal...Peanut's first encounter with one.
Danae: Hey Daddy, what's that on the wall?
Daddy: Oh, umm...that's a potty for Daddy's to use.
Danae: Oh...You fit in there?!


2) I'm trying on clothes in an attempt to find some type of summer clothing that actually covers the watermelon I'm carrying.
Danae: Are you trying on clothes, Mama?
Me: Yup...Mommy can't find anything that fits, though.
Danae: (after I put on a nice skirt and shirt that DO fit): Oooh, Mommy...that fits! That looks good!
She then proceeds to another room where Daddy is, and, standing at the doorway: Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting...my Mommy!


3) The three of us are outside, playing in Peanut's little plastic pool. After lots of splashing and games, Daddy dumps the water out...on top of me.
Danae: No, Daddy-O! Leave my best friend Mommy alone!


Enjoy the weekend, and we'll be back...with pictures from the NEW new camera that arrived yesterday. :o)

A Second Helping of Danae-isms

We are having a great week so far! Thank God! Only two accidents total, and yes, we actually do go out without a diaper on and not stay at home all day. :o) I'm praying it continues from here!

I thought I'd do another installment of recent Danae-isms for you. (Little Brother James, I know you especially like these, since you don't get to see the Little Peanut much.) So, here you go:

1) (Driving in the car, I hear sudden screaming and crying from the back seat.)
me: Danae, what's wrong???
Danae: My belly! Hurts! HUUUURTS!!
me: We are almost at the store, and then I can get you out of your car seat.
(Danae continues to scream.)
me: Should Mommy pray to Jesus to make you feel better?
Danae: YES!
(I say a short prayer. The screaming stops. A few moments later...)
Danae: Mommy! I'm all better! Jesus saved me!!!)

2) (Danae and I were running from the front door to the kitchen and back again, pretending to race each time.)
Danae: Mommy, go again!
me: Danae, Mommy needs a little break. I'm pooped!
Danae: Mommy, then you need to go to the potty.

3) (After we told Danae about the baby in my belly.)
Danae: Can I see it?
Daddy: No...it has to grow really big and then come out of Mommy's belly.
Danae (cupping her hands around her mouth, and then leaning toward the belly): COME OUT, BABY!


I'm sure there will be more to come from our quirky girl! :o)