FYI.Sydney: Boyfriends aren't supposed to burp in girlfriends' faces.
Sing it, sister.~
Last year's kindergarten separation anxiety.Sydney: I wish I could make two of myselves--one to go to school and one to follow you.
Yeah, uh, me too. A-hem.~
This one's from last school year too.Sydney: I want to pretend to be a dog--like after school or when I have free days or during Christmas break. But if you ever want to take me for a walk, could you take me inside so my clothes don't get all ruined and I don't get hurt? When I have clothes on when I'm a dog, just pretend that I don't have clothes on because people who put clothes on their dog are weird.
She really thought this thing through.~Mother-daughter time.Sydney: I love you. I love you more than anyone in the world. I love you a thousand in my heart.
*Heart melting*~Sharing a donut.Me: Do you want any more?
Sydney: No, my tummy's full from that granola bar I just had.
Me: I had a granola bar, too.
Sydney: And you can still eat more donut?
Me: Yeah, I'm a little piggy. *snort*
Sydney: Yeah, you're like an animal!
But she loves me a thousand in her heart!~
Looking for the My Little Pony moms to go with the My Little Pony babies.McKenzie: Do these ones even have moms?
Sydney: Yeah, everyone has moms. Except for hobos!
McKenzie: Hobos have moms.
Sydney: No they don't!
I think she figures they must not have moms since no one is taking care of them.~
On our way home from the library, a car cuts in front of us in an intersection.McKenzie: Woah! I'm so glad we didn't crash!
Sydney: Yeah, 'cause then we'd all be dead. And then we wouldn't be able to read our library books. That's a reason why it's good to not crash.
As good as any, I guess.~
Overheard mid-conversation between Sydney and her doll.Sydney: When you're a grown-up you don't
play on the computer. You have to do important stuff like check your e-mail or play Scrabble.
Doll: Oh, I don't like Scrabble.
Sydney: See, wouldn't you like to be a kid still?
Yes, very important grown-up stuff.~
Random moment.Sydney: I can't feel my nostrils.
Hey, I can't feel mine either.~
Getting ready for church, I pull out a hand-me-down denim jumper.Me: Would you like to wear this today?
Sydney,
giggling: Yes! That's so cute---it's like a lederhosen dress!
Me: laughing
Later that day...Sydney: Remember when I said that thing about the lederhosen dress?
Me: Yes.
Sydney: That was funny.
Me: Yes, it was funny.
Sydney: You should write that down.
Good idea.