Future Female President

Hannah: Mommy, who's that?
Me: Who's who?
Hannah: That on the TV.
Me: Oh that's Nancy Pelosi...she's the Speaker of the House.
Hannah: Is she a semator?
Me: No, she's a congresswoman...she's in the house of representatives...it's kinda like a Senator though.
Hannah: Oh. I think she's nice.
Me: Yeah, she's pretty cool.
Hannah: And who's that guy?
Me: That's Barney Frank, he's a congressman from Massachusetts.
Hannah: Is he a nice guy?
Me: Yeah, he's pretty nice.
Hannah: But not John McCain, he's naughty.

It's all true, what you say

Hannah has been practicing pluralization lately, well, that and rhyming. Anyway, she's been practicing the plurals of words where the plural isn't just adding an "s" at the end. So she'll say, "Mama! There's one mouse, and two mice! There's one goose, or two geese!" She's doing quite well, if I do say so myself.

The other day, in the car, she pipes up from the backseat with, "Mama! There's one child or two chi-chi-chi....children!" I was very impressed, and told her such. Then came, "And sometimes children are called honeys! One honey, or two honeys!"

I didn't tell her that there was once a time when I was occasionally referred to as "a honey"...it didn't seem relevant.

A letter to Daddy

Dear Daddy,

I love you Daddy Too! I want a hug please! Can I have kisses please!? I miss you so much! I love you more than rabbits! I love rabbits! Please can I play with you? May I have exercises with you when you get home?

I want to tell you a story about a hat. I love hats. It's about a girl with a hat on her. One day the hat falls in the river. Then one day, she went in, swim, swim, swim, swim, swim, swim, swim, and got the hat and put it back on her head! Then one day, she fell in the river, then she climbed back on the porch. Then one day, the porch broke in pieces! Then the broken pieces fell in the river! Then a flower growed and growed and growed and growed! Then the flower fell apart in pieces and looked very beautiful! Then the sun and the moon fell down into the river in pieces! That's the end.

Love, Hannah

Ways to keep guests from leaving (or ever coming back)

Joy was about to head home for the evening as Hannah was going to bed.

Hannah: I don't want you to go, I'll miss you!
Joy: I'll miss you too, but I'll come again sometime!
Hannah: But, but, you can't go!
Joy: I have to go, but we'll visit again soon!
Hannah: I think you can't go because your house is on fire.

*sigh*

Ideas for new pizza toppings

Joy, Hannah, and I went out for Greek pizza. Mid slice, Hannah asks what is on it.

Me: Oh, well, it has Feta cheese, scallions, dill, mozzarella cheese, and olive oil!
Hannah: And pickles!
Me: Pickles? No, no pickles...
Hannah: Lotsarelish cheese is my favorite!

Which one of us is the mom here?

Hannah: Mommy? What are you doing?
Me: Looking for my brown pants.
Hannah: Your brown pants?
Me: Yes, I washed them yesterday, and now I can't find them.
Hannah: hmmm, and you want to wear them to your work?
Me: Yes, but I don't know where they are.
Hannah: You can't find them?
Me: Nope...but they have to be around here somewhere!
Hannah: Oh. Well, I guess you'll just have to wear something else.

You and me both kiddo

"Mama? I think there's something wrong with you."