Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Karol: “When Caecilia came out of you, the last time, she was eating a pretzel and said “Oscar”.”
Karol: “Mama! Dominus Vobiscum.” Mama: “Karol, where did you learn that?” Karol: “From Papa, when he put mass on the computer for me to play with.”
Karol: “Margaret, thanks for saving the day for me.”
Margaret: “Mama, may I have some rliace?” Mama: *She can’t possibly be asking for rice, maybe, ice?” You want ice? Margaret: “No, rliace.” Mama: *maybe she did ask for rice* “You would like some rice?” Margaret: *giggles* “No, rliace.” Mama: *head scratching* “Oh, you mean lacing toys?” Margaret: “Yessssssth!!!”
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Karol: “When bread is out it turns into toast.”
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Karol to Mama: “You do not question the loyalty of your little children.”
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Karol: “Mama, my beard is sticky, from my oranges.” Mama: “Oh really?” Karol: “Yes! I have juice on my beard and it makes it sticky. Does your beard get sticky after you eat oranges?” Mama: “I don’t have a beard, Karol.” Karol: “Papa had, Papa has, Papa has……what’s it called?” Mama: “What’s what?” Karol: “The [...]
Karol: “Papa, kids don’t like to be sold.”
After cleaning Caecilia’s nose… Margaret: “Papa, pull something out of my nose!”