All before 7:30am one day Kimmie said these:
"I'd like 2 cups of orange juice and 5 cups of salad".
"Momma, there are 4 eggs left in the fridge waiting for me to eat!"
"I hurt my hip 'cause I fell on a wall!" (More like, ran into a wall)
"Momma, my window thinks it's morning!" (the sun was coming in bright)
These next few are in March and February...and some even back in December.
"Momma! I'm wearing all pink because today is St. Pink's Day!"
"I need lotion because my heart is hard." (If only it were that easy to soften people's hearts)
"Momma--I'm gonna wake up spankin' dry." (Going to bed in hopes not to wet it)
Kimmie stuck her arm in her whipped cream and said, "Momma, look what someone did to my elbow".
We watched Freaky Friday on Disney Channel one morning and the part where the mom and daughter try to run into each other to change back to themselves made Kimmie say, "Momma, if I go over here and you go over there and you bump me, I'll just get a big bottom!" :0)
"This is my coat from Chinese". Then a few weeks later said, "This is my brush from Mexican, and this is my purple comb from Grandma!"
"I want some juuuuuice a poose."
Lane let's her play with his cell phone and take pictures. She came to him and said, "Dadda, there's something wrong with this phone 'cause it's ringing!" And there was someone on the phone when Lane took it from her.
Lane's always telling her, "Stay focused, stay focused." So one day she said to me, "Momma, I'll help you find the butter, I'm focused, I'm focused."
Kimmie whispered: Hey momma, I've got a great idea! (really serious) I said, "what?" She said, "We could mail presents!" "Mail presents...to who?" She said, "Me, from Santa!" (she's so clever!)
She drank a lot of water, ran to the bathroom and when she came back she said, "Momma, two glasses of water make poop!"
Kimmie put a whole cherry chocolate in her mouth and Grandma said to give one to mommy. So Kimmie took another one and walked over to me and spit the one out into my hand.
"Look momma, I made my bed." I said, "Oh, nice, for who--Santa?" She said, "No, for me. Santa's too big!"
I asked Kimmie to pick up all of her puzzle pieces off the floor. I returned a bit later and said, "Kimmie, look how clean you're making the floor-how nice!" She said, "Yeah, and look how dirty I'm making the table."
I was teaching her how to "give me 5". Then she said, "Momma, you do this.... look, I'll hit your hand..then you hit mine. No, go slowly, then I'll go fastly."
I said, "Kimmie, Grandma has a mommy, do you know what her name is?" Kimmie said, "Grandma Schmidt". It took me back, thinking Whoa-that is my Great-Grandma's name and we hadn't talked about that name.
"Where are's she?" (refering to Grandma) Kimmie and I both laughed, she sounded like a pirate.
Background: Kimmie left her boots at Grandma's house. We bought Jacob some boots and we just put them on him and I said, with the accent of Shrek 2, "Look, Kimmie at Jacob's 'cute lit'l boots". Kimmie said, "Yeah, and my boots are in a far far away place!" I laughed so hard, she has no idea what "lit'l boots" and "far far away" have in common. We don't own Shrek 2.
One day my parents stayed in the car with Kimmie (back when she was little little) while I ran into a store. I returned to the car and my parents were at the point of tears and laughing so hard I could barely understand what they were trying to tell me. Kimmie looked at the bottom of her shoe and asked Grandma and Grandpa, "Is that #2 on my shoe?" They thought, "What?" and smiled and said, "Uh, no, it's a 7" and burst out laughing.
"Look what's on top of my ear! Gunk!"
"Does Jacobeans want a little ba-bittle of this?"
We were eating at a fastfood place with a play land and I heard Kimmie talking to the other kids around her and saying Hi to everyone and she pointed to herself and Jacob and said, "My name is Kimmie and this is Jacobeans". (his nickname)
Kimmie named her pet rock, naturally, "Rocky". She also said, "I'm a teenager" and that her "heart is beeping slow"....and cried while she was trying to put on a turtle neck from Grandma Callahan "I'm not out of my hole yet!" She was really disturbed about it.
We saw a dog and she said, "Hey! Get away you dog...." and I said while walking in and shuting the door, "sweetie, dogs don't understand people..." and she quickly said, "Then I'll speak dog!"
"I'm 4, I'm not a kid anymore. I'm just a regular old kid 'cause I do stuff I'm not supposed to do."
Kimmie wanted some candy and I told her no. We went downstairs and she went back up to go potty, and then I thought she'd been gone awfully long, so what would a 4-year old be doing? Exactly what I did when I was 4. I went upstairs and found the pantry door open, with a chair in front of it....clue #2 (#1 being she never returned) #3, my bedroom door was shut :0) I went in and there she was hiding by my bed eating the piece of candy she wanted....and there was the wrapper in the garbage. I laughed and said, "Do you want to hear a story of when I was little?" I told her, "I thought my mom left the house, so I ran into her room and got under her bed and took out one of my Christmas presents and opened it. It was some stamps and I started stamping them all over my hands and I heard a click....that my mom (grandma) had come into the room. I froze knowing I was going to be caught...and I was scared. She spanked me and I ran into my room and hid under my bed for a long time". She thought the story was funny. Later she said, "Momma, when I get stamps for Christmas I am going to stamp them all over my hands too!" (such a funny thing to remember about the story, she didn't care about the moral)
For breakfast one morning we were watching The Testaments and Kimmie heard Jesus say, "...and he that believeth in my shall never die"...and she said, "Shall never die?" I said, "Yes, if you believe in Jesus and do what he's asked you to do we'll never die" (have eternal life). Kimmie said, "I'm never gonna die", so sweetly.
Lane is a copier technician for Les Olson Company. So we have a copier in our house. Lane was drawing K I M M I E and said to Kimmie, giving her the crayon, "Okay, now you copy it", so she put her crayons down and was ready to run into the storage room to use the copier. He meant trace or copy the letters underneith and draw it just like daddy did. No other kid would think of going to use the copier. We thought that was pretty funny.
Now, about Jacob:
One morning he came into my room and crawl into the bed and plops down on top of me (morning routine) and he layed on my head and he was trying to get something out of his mouth. I thought he ate a hair of mine and he was spitting and grabbing his tongue. He spit and I saw what was on his hand and before I could react he wiped his booger all over my knee!
One Sunday in January, our first month in our new ward building with different boundaries and added people, we sat down in sacrament meeting by some friends and he said, "Uh, you lost one". I could figure out what he meant, then motioned his head to my left. Jacob had gone under the bench (we were about the 5th row from the front on the side rows) and by the time I got up and to the back of the chapel, Jacob was out and running out of sacrament meeting and down the hall. He's fast! He laughs and thinks it's so much fun.
If you knew Kimmie, then you'd understand what it looked like when she was yelling at Jacob. Well, he's learning from her. He went to the bottom of the stairs and while she was going up he was imitating her. Or he'll do what Kimmie does to him, to me...he'll run in front of me and stop me from walking and say, "No!" He makes me laugh.
If you give Jacob flowers he says, "ah ah ah tooo" like he's sneezing, but sometimes says "Flow-wow". He says, Nee-ow for Meow. EE, I, E, I.
Ow, No, baby, dadda, momma, hey!, Oh No!, yay!, dut dut foose (duck duck goose), muuuahh! (when he gives the cutest kisses).
I think that's it for now.
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