my kids

i am not being biased. they are awesome. and hilarious. mostly the little pink one. teddy is too, but being so little still, and lacking in communication skillz, it can be hard to understand him at times. well, all the time. cuz really, he only knows like 6 words. what words you ask? SURF being the latest and greatest. he knows what and where daddys surf boards reside in the house hold and can take you straight to them needless to say, klint, grampa dunky and uncle doug are all quite proud. light, what, mom, dad, milk, plaaa which i like to think means polly, oooooooo, thank you, love you and the all so very popular among the new talkers word, not phrase "whassat?!" anyway, they make me laugh and smile really large every day of my life. funny things polly has been saying lately. oh, just in case you are not in the loop, she is married. and has a husband. lincoln dehaas. if you ever try to call him her friend, she will quickly correct you. i am ok with this. in fact, i love it. i love this little. AND his family is radical. we are all great friends, so it makes for some niceness. now that you know, i will get back to the funny things that have escaped my childs mouth:

1: my other very good and nice lovely les love, jenalee had a baby. a sweet little thang named gracie ruth. i love her with all of my heart. her name, again, is gracie ruth. not according to P-dawg. "baby greasy " is what she prefers to call her. no matter how many times i correct.

2: "fistaker makompas = the man, not woman, that came to america. on ships. not boats."

3: i got frustrated w ted man cuz he kept throwing his dinner all over the floor. pink finished all of her food and asked for more rice. since boy's was just going to waste i said, "here, just eat your brothers." to which she replied, in quite the nanny nanny boo boo tone "haha! i get to eat your ri-ice, cuz your throwing it on the flo-or!"  first of all, RUDE! second, he has no idea you wr just being a total butt cheese. which is really what made it so funny.

4: linc was on his way over for a play date. i told her no more shows cuz she had already watched like 3 episodes of strawberry short cake. she was PISSED about this. she demanded, "MY HUSBAND IS GOING TO BE HERE SOON AND HE CAN WATCH WHAT HE WANTS TO WATCH! AND HE LIKES STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE AND HELLO KITTY!"  no honey, he doesnt like those. hes just smart. he knows how to handle his wife.

5: linc took a bathroom break
   i: no polly, you cant go in there!
   p: why not?
   i: lincs goin potty and he needs his privacy
   moment of silence......
   p: (with a sigh) husbands are like diamonds...

6: she likes to call old men, "young boys"

7: bought her a new dresser. wasnt allowed to even help transfer her clothes. with her hand up in my face, in the obnoxious manner that crossing guards do, "no mom, you can not be my big helper. i am a big gwerl and i can do it. i will do it. not you."

8: for my birthday, i wasnt allowed my own cake. i was told to "use daddys old cake. the one i made him for his birthday 6 days prior. just put new candles in it." GREAT IDEA!!!

9: we have "girls club" at some point every day. it is held in her room and its only the 2 of us doing whatever she wants for an allotted period of time. this morning, we sat on our knees just like in the movie on the magic carpet her bed, she jasmine, i aladdin. singing a whole new world OVER and OVER again. until i had to start being raja.

10: after daddy and brother got their hairs cut, polly wondered why she didnt get hers cut as well. i explained that she is very lucky to have such beautiful hair and others dont have any. so, we are going to let it grow reaaaaly loooong and then cut it off, so we can send it in the mail to another kid that doesnt have any hair and make them very happy. "AND THEN IT CAN BE SHORT AND TURN BROWN LIKE RAPUNZEL?!?!?!" i think she missed the point.

there are lots more. but im getting sick of typing. mostly, she just amazes me. the stuff that she says.... with no influence on our part. teddy is just fab. such a lover. i get loves and kisses from him all the time. he loves to play chase. loves to stand on his head. loves to get stuck in small places. loves to eat toilet paper. maybe because it dissolves easily? loves to destroy and make an enormous mess of everything. loves loves loves and admires his sister with all of his huge little heart. that, more than absolutely anything, sings my soul. i am so blessed to have been trusted with such marvelous little beings. why? we will never know. but i like it. oh, and my husband is the best there is. sooooooo, im leaving in a few hours. to california. perhaps i should think about packing. gross.