Skadi: "I have a mini to go put in my mini bank!"
Alternative: "I have moneys to go put in my mini bank!"
Translation: "I have a penny (or any single coin) to go put in my piggy bank!"
Mini = single coin.
Mini Bank = where you put your coins one at a time.
Money = Plural of mini
Piggy = Just the shape of the mini bank
One of my favorites recently:
Leif: "Hey Skadi, do you like Green Eggs and Ham?"
Skadi: (Stuffing cereal in her mouth.) "No, Go fish."
Every once in awhile I get bored of Dora. We read Dora books every.single.night.
I beg and beg for one of the many, many other books in her bookshelf and she says no. Only Dora.
So sometimes I make things up.
Like: "Hello Skadi, I am Swiper would you like a cookie?" Instead of "Swiper, no swiping!"
So I was a bit surprised when she responded quickly without missing a beat and a completely straight face - I go for the giggles, I want giggles. But I got a straight face and a simple response:
"Hi Swiper, yes, I would like a cookie, a caramel cookie!"
I had a stomach ache and was laying on the couch.
Skadi took my temperature (with her doctor's kit), listened to my heart and stomach with her stethoscope.
"Here," she said, "I get you a blanket."
She covers me up.
"Ok now," she continues, "Push the baby out."
AB's head whipped around quite fast! My jaw dropped open.
When I inquired at school no one had any ideas. I loved though that Ms. S admitted it was her, that she was the one expecting (a widow in her mid-50's with boys my age). They did tell me that one of Skadi's "friends" (term used loosely - she has a lot of conflicts with this one little girl) has been telling everyone her mommy is going to have a baby, though no one thinks it true.
And wrap up with a Leif one.
Leif has been a bit emotional lately.
Ok, so he has been a lot emotional lately.
Everything bugs him, you can't look at him sideways. His feelings get hurt very easily. Most of all, he seems terrified of not having me around. I think this is common at this age, but it is also a bit more prominent with my mom's health. This absolutely breaks my heart.
The other night he was hugging me, "Mommy, even when you are a grandma, I don't want you to move out of this house and leave me, ever ever. I want you to stay with me always."
This is of course, contrary to him telling me the other day he was getting married and moving to "her" house. When I said I would miss him terribly he agreed to split the nights between "her" house and ours. One night at "her" house, one night at our house.
Well at least he is honest... I know what I am watching for in another 22 years!