Convos With The Kids


I absolutely adore the convo's I have with my littles.  Normally, they have me in stitches.  And Miss Jade, oh Miss Jade, always so innocent.  I want to remember every single thing about our conversations {and let you enjoy them too}.  That's why I document them here  :)  Someday, I'll look back on these days and, with tears in my eyes, appreciate these times.

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Jade:  Hey Joey.  Are you putting your contacts in?
Joey:  Yep
Jade:  What if we were in a scary movie and when you put your contacts in, they turned into needles and poked your eyes?

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Joey:  Wow, the dogs snout smells horrible like onions.  I could almost taste them when I was kissing her.  Jade get down and smell it.
Jade:  No!
Joey:  Oh, wait.  Jade's eating salsa.  Never mind.

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Jade:  But you yelled at me in front of everyone.
Me:  I never raised my voice once.
Jade:  You were yelling with your eyes.

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Jade:  What is a placenta?
Joey:  It's what the fetus is attached to.
Jade:  Wait, isn't that poop?
Joey:  No Jade, that's feces.
Jade:  Oh, sometimes I get fetus and feces mixed up.

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Jade:  Sometimes I get confused when I see Chris Bosh and think it's a velociraptor.

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Jade: I really hate learning the patriotic table
Me: Dying

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Me:  Where are my headache pills?
Joe:  In my glove-box
Me:  All you have in there is headache pills and tons of ammo
Joe:  Necessities

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Me: Jade, please don't stare at that guy. We aren't in Clearfield County anymore.
Jade: But he is brushing his beard with a toothbrush

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{Jade dropping phone...back flying off...battery sliding across floor}
Jade: SIGH...this is why I can't have nice things
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