Today, Lidia was heard to say,

“I’m a big kid now, just like my Dad!”

As the Princess and King Daddy made cookies today, they were carefully putting a new batch in the oven. From her viewing spot a few feet back, Princess peered into the oven and announced, “It smells dangerous in there!”

Lids has been trying on a couple new phrases lately:

“You not be kidding me, Mom”   [I believe this is an attempt at “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

and
“Mom, you crackin’ me up.”

Gee, I wonder where she gets these things…

Lidia had just gotten her shirt on this morning when she came out of her room. She put her hand under her shirt with a frowny look on her face, as though something on her shirt was bugging her, and said “My breasts are grumpy.”

Mom did a double take.

“What did you just say?”  I asked, thinking I didn’t hear her right.

“My breasts are grumpy,” she repeats, pinching the aforementioned area as she spoke.

“Oh” I replied, swallowing a laugh.

What am I supposed to say to that one?

 ”I almost did it, I have to keeping praxident.”

For those who need a translation:

“I almost did it, I have to keep on practicing.”

The Princess loves to “read” her books to us. Here she is, reading her current favorite library book (which we will probably need to purchase sometime after it is returned) Olivia…and the Missing Toy.

I will provide a transcription in case you can’t understand what she’s saying (with my own interjections in brackets)

Olivia riding a camel Egypt.
“Time to get up, Sweetie Pie. Remember, have soc [soccer] this morning”
It have very at-track [unattractive] green
You want make a rocker [soccer] shirt like this red one? Please?
explain her mother ev else the team

That’s the point!

her workin on the shirt. “You don’t yet?”
“Not Yet”
‘livia waited, waited waited

[she asks me about the next part, she can never remember the word exhausted ]

‘livia outside the cat

“it done darling!”

Something missing. Where’s my toy?

“WHERE’S MY TOY? WHERE’S MY TOY? WAS RIGHT THERE ON THE BED!wHERE’S MY TOY? YAH, RIGHT THERE ON THE BED! SOMEBODY TAKE MY RED TOY-BEST MY TOY! sOMEBODY TAKE MY BEST TOY, I NEED IT NOW!SOMEBODY TAKE MY BEST TOY

Under the rug
under the sofa
under the cat [that’s where olivia looked for it ]

Livia asked her brother, Ian “What do with my toy?”
Livia asked her [baby] brother, “what do with my toy?”

[to Mom] ** Gaga her? He “gaga” her

Was HOrrible horrible, it coming by the door [a sound]

‘course, livia go inside.

That is… wasss…. THE DOG! and he chewed her toy to bits!
[enter pissy kitty]

Mommy daddy, mommy daddy! was Perry! “I know sweetheart”

[Lidia realizes shes on the wrong page]

Mommy, Daddy Mommy! Perry! “I know sweetheart, doggies like to chew!”
[repeat]

I love you so much Daddy, oh I love you

Still, it livia’s best toy ever

fixed her toy

Only cats about Mommy

Livia not stay mad at all

The end!

Last night, bedtime was running late, so I suggested to the Princess that we read only one book.

“Mom, that’s too quick to read.”

She’s onto me…

Last week, Lids and her Aunt Sarah were outside doing some art in the medium of sidewalk chalk. Aunt Sarah drew Lidia’s portrait… and Lidia drew Aunt Sarah’s. A stunning likeness!