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…

This is what Lidia said to me today…

“How you up, Mom?”
I looked at her with that blank, thinking look for a moment.

Ohhhhhhhhhhh

“You mean, ‘What’s up?’”

“Yea, what’s yup, Mom?”

*snicker*

Bedjdabowls = Vegetables

Divatard = Leotard

Deevum = Liam

Lids was playing a game on her Leapster last night and I over heard the character on the game ask, “Who are your best friends?”

Without a beat, Lidia responded, “My Dad.”

awwww!

So recently, Lidia was watching me dress for the day and commented, matter of factly. The conversation went something.

L: That’s your butt, there, Mom.

M: Well, yes, it is.

L: I like your butt mom, it’s very pretty.

M: er…Thanks *snicker*

She was so earnest in her comment, but I couldn’t keep a straight face…

Ahh, and she is also developing her bargaining skills. Today she walks in with this little conversation:

L: Oh, Mom, I’ve been looking everywhere for you!

M: *laugh* Oh, well you look pretty cute (I was commenting because she had obviously picked out her own clothes and gotten dressed while she was out of the room)

L: Thanks. Hey, maybe I’d like some raisins. They’re very good for me!

Now how, may I ask, can a Mom say “no” to that???

As we are preparing to go out of town to visit the up nort grandparents, I am in my room getting the kids’ clothes together. Lidia walks in and says “Mom, we need to go.”

My response: Well, we have to wait until Daddy gets home from work and finish packing.

Lidia sighs, puts one hand on her hip (and she may have even rolled her eyes, I’m not sure), then says, “Mom, this is dikalus”

Mom (struggling not to laugh): Oh, this is ridiculous?

Lidia: Yes this is dikalus, we need to go to Yaya’s

On the way home from picking up Daddy at the airport the other day, Mommy experienced a mild bit of road rage, and as I’m prone to do, I began speaking to the driver in front of me.

Mommy: Hello? Drive much?????

Lidia: No, not much. Just Once.

(Mommy and Daddy try not to fall out of their chairs laughing–Yea when did you drive??)

Lidia said to Daddy that night:

Daddy, I love you lots of time.

AWwwwwww