Thursday, July 2, 2015

The "You Should Write That Down" Catch-Up Post

The meanest cat in the world.

Mike to Jeff: At what temperature does copper melt?
Jeff to Mike: Not sure... (rattles off boring stuff...)
Both of them talk about what you'd have to melt it in, etc.

Ivey: I don't like Copper (our cat), but I don't want to hurt him, just give him away.





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"If I had brown skin and no bones I would look like Nutella."
-Olive

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Addison is on stage doing the last practice before tomorrow's recital. I could sense his stress over a song that he is playing along with a different class, without music, playing along by ear. I tried to lighten it up and made a heart with my hands and put it to my chest. In the midst of playing, he mouthed, "wrong side".

That's my kid.




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Olive: "Momma, can you come and check our room and see if it looks like a different family that has kids that clean up their room?"

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Me: "Addison, look at all these last-day-of-school pictures! Aren't they cute?"
(Shows him newsfeed of 5th grade graduations and the inside of school lobbies bustling with smiling, excited kids)
"Does it look fun? I mean, would you want to just go to school one day?"

Addison: "It doesn't look fun enough to go to school for a whole year just for being that happy at the end."

My kid is wise, and he knows what he wants. :-)

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"Uncle Mike gives the best gifts. It's like he doesn't want to spend a lot of time on it and doesn't care if it costs a lot of money."


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At the crack of dawn....
"Momma, I accidently ate cookie cake. Sorry."


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Addison: "Money doesn't buy happiness, but I don't think poorness buys it either."


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"I like your new fish, girls. What is its name?"
"Allison."
"Cool name. How did you pick it?"
"Like in Allison Wonderland."


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Me: "Girls, just 5 more minutes and they we need to go in."
Olive: "That's fine. Anything over one minute is long to me."



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Olive, yelling across the yard from the bathroom window: "Sorry Mommy! I had to go and my bathing suit came off and then everything just went WRONG in here!




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I overheard the girls bickering about having three more minutes to play, and something about that not meaning that they both HAVE to play for three additional minutes.

Olive: "Ivey, do you know what we're doing?"
Ivey: "What?"
Olive: "Disagreeing."

And she turned and walked off.

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Ivey: "We need a sign with two sides and one side is for when our friends come over and it will say (insert syrupy-sweet voice) 'Welcome to Our Home', and the other side will be for when there is a spy outside and it will say (insert demon-child voice) 'Come in our home and we'll drill you to pieces.'"

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Olive: "Someone at ChickfilA invented the chicken sandwich. So, why haven't you invented anything?"

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The girls caught a glimpse of a History Channel show on the tv about some war. It led to a discussion about war and why it happens. Ivey then talks about what SHE would do to fight. Olive then pipes up and says, "I would distract them with my cuteness."


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Ivey and Olive were making paper bracelets and decided that they wanted to sell them. Unsatisfied with selling them just to their immediate family, they wanted to stand by the road and peddle their wares to passers-by.
Ivey : "But, Momma, I can stand by the road and yell (cups hands around mouth), 'HI! I'M NOT A VAMPIRE OR ANYTHING, BUT CAN YOU TELL ME YOUR NAME SO I CAN MAKE YOU A BRACELET?!?'"
She's a natural salesperson.

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A super sparkly fun day with a new kitten is the perfect time to reflect on your own mortality. If, of course, you are Olive.
Ivey: "Can we really keep him forever and ever?"
Me: "Yes, Ivey, we can!"
Olive: "Well, we can keep him till he dies, Ivey."
Ivey: "Awww!!!"
Olive: "Well, he WILL die one day, Ivey. We will die too, even if we eat all healthy foods everyday and live a long time."

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Ivey: "I'm a woodpecker!"
Olive: "What kind of pecker should I be?"

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My boys different approaches to fireworks in the driveway:
Asa- Ran around, bounced, loved every minute of lighting things and watching them blow up.
Addison- Sat back and discussed the history of Chinese bomb-making with anyone who would listen. Occasionally voiced concern over something "not being a good idea".
 

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