Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Emmieism's

While Mom was cutting Emmie's nails on the porch, she jumped:
Mom:  Sorry, I had a bug on my leg.
Emmie:  How big?
Mom:  Big enough for me to feel it.
Emmie:  Hah.  I have pants on.  Joke's on the bug!

A few mins later....
Emmie:  Can't we just trim them instead of cut them?
Mom:  If you let me do this more often, yes, but you tend to let them get out of hand.
Emmie:  That's funny.  Out of hand.

While eating a fruity pebble donut:
"The frosting and crunch is like an explosion of goodness."

After Crosley got loose and we spent 5 minutes trying to catch her, we stepped into the house.  Emmie opened the refrigerator and grabbed a soda, "This calls for a nice drink."

Emmie:  What happens if I get arrested because I don't know how to drive when I get older?
Mom:  We will teach you how to drive before you do so, and as long as you're not negligent, you won't get arrested.  For instance, if I slammed on the gas right now and purposefully ran into the car in front of me, I'd get arrested.
Emmie:  What happens to your child if you get arrested?
Mom:  If I get arrested?  Eric, your Dad and Anna would take care of you.
Emmie:  What if you were my only parent?
Mom:  Grandma and Grandpa would take care of you.
Emmie:  Oh, that'd be awesome.  Except the part about you getting arrested.  Or, Grannie Jannie?
Mom:  Yes.
Emmie:  That'd be sick too.  I mean sick as in cool.  Not like, oh, I feel sick.

Emmie chose not to share part of her ice cream with Mom and then randomly started singing:
Emmie:  How do you like me now?  How do you like me now?
Mom:  Less.
Emmie:  That was actually really funny.

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