I’m in love with…what?!?!?

Friday night, the three of us are driving in the car listening to XM 26.  The song, I’m in Love With a Girl comes on.  Hannah Rose declares that she loves the song…sings along heartily. After the song is over, she wants to sing us a song–her rendition of I’m in Love With a Girl.

Her 15 minute re-mix?  “I’m in Love With Declan.”  (A boy she knew in preschool).  It was hilarious.  This was the first time we’ve heard about her being in love with anyone, let alone Declan.  She misses him, cause she hasn’t played with him in a long time.  She wants to be with him forever.  He actually played with her, unlike some of the boys at school now who won’t play with girls.  All this made it into the song…including attending his birthday party and the fact that his last name is Irish so he’s probably part Irish like her!

Daddy was loving it!  Not!  It was hilarious and we had to work hard not to bust out laughing!  We arrive at our destination, and she finishes her song only to realize she’s left a part out and wants to start all over from the beginning.  Daddy said not now.  lol

Then on Saturday she was talking about falling in love with Declan.  I asked her what that meant–she had no idea.  But she knew she had fallen in love with Declan.

Now, I’ll admit–I was boy crazy early on.  End of kindergarten.  But I don’t think she’s officially boy crazy just yet.  I think it’s more to do with popular culture….Disney movies, love songs, and oh yeah–the whole wedding thing going on right now.  Or so we hope.  She’ll have more than plenty of time for boy crazy days and falling in love.  But she only has so many days to be a little girl.

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Girls Aren’t Yucky

Hannah Rose started kindergarten last week.  So far, she likes it a lot.  However, she has run into something she does NOT like too much.  The boys don’t want to play with the girls.

This really bothers her, and I can understand why.  We were talking about this whole issue and how the boys think the girls are yucky.

I say to her, “Girls aren’t yucky are they?”  She readily agrees, “No!  They’re not yucky.  They’re clean!”

lmao…

Nothin’ Like a Good Old Existential Meltdown

I recently found a new site–Not Always Right.  It’s got some hilarious stories there, and I have to highlight one:

Nothin’ Like A Good Old Existential Meltdown

(Confronted by a customer with an extremely high pitched voice and impenetrable Highland accent. This is one of those tiny old Scottish women with a headscarf nailed on and muscles like steel wires. They are a common sight in the East of Scotland, and are almost immortal. Only the slow action of the wind off the north sea will gradually erode them.)

Me: “That will be £***, please.”

Old Lady: “Areyenamerican?”

Me: “I beg your pardon?”

Old Lady: “Ah sid, are ye Namerican?”

Me: “I’m sorry, I missed that.”

Old Lady: “Are… ye… an… American?”

Me: “Oh, I’m sorry. I misheard you. No, I’m English.”

Old Lady: “Oh… why?”

(I have spent much of the last three years trying to come up with a satisfactory answer. As yet I have made no progress.)

Mondegreen

Hannah Rose was on the phone with her pappy and was talking about the upcoming wedding.  She’s excited we’re going to see our seamstress, Debbie Freeman, tomorrow.  She told Pappy that she was going to be the Flower Girl, and then went on to talk about her cousin’s role in the wedding.

“He’s the ring barrel.”

Actually, that would be ring bearer.

And if you’re curious about the title of this post–check out some of the latest words added to the dictionary.

Water Is Wet

Thursday, Hannah Rose’s mother called me asking a favour.  She needed someone to take her to the shop to pick her up parents’ car for them (they were out of town).  I met her at her parents’ house and drove her and Hannah Rose down to the shop.  As things turned out, the car seat was not in her parents’ car as expected so I drove Hannah Rose back to her parents’ house for her.  It was an interesting drive back.

To begin with,  Hannah Rose was asking where Daddy was.  I said, “At work.”  She wanted to know why he had to work.  Told her the basics–to provide for our family, so we could have the nice things we enjoy, our house, and so she could go to Waldorf for kindergarten.  She then started prattling on about Waldorf and how excited she is to being going there for kindergarten.  She also told me that she was five now (as if I might have forgotten ~smiles~), and went on to list some of her preschool classmates who are now five as well.

As far as why I was following her mother back to her grandparents–it was obvious to her.  “Cause you can’t have two adults, a kid, and a car in one car.”  I told her she was right–her grandparents’ car would not fit in my trunk!!!  (You must appreciate the logic!)

Then somehow the swimming pool came up (ours opens up soon), which of course led to the whole “water is wet” conversation.  You see, a couple of months ago when I went to dry her hair after her bath–I feigned surprise at water being wet.  Shock, really.  I questioned the whole concept of water being wet and why that is–and why would anyone ever want to be wet?  She thought it was hilarious.  Plus, I think she enjoyed telling me how water is meant to be wet and that for water to not be wet is just wrong.  That was a couple of months ago–and you’d think would be a one-time thing, right?  Ah, but you’d be wrong!!!

We’ve had the “water is wet” conversation countless times since.  That first time, I instigated the conversation.  Every time since she has instigated it–and of course, I must find the idea of water being wet just as incredulous as I did that first time!!!  It really is quite funny. 

Harry Potter Bible

Last week I finally found my display case down in the basement.  Once I found my display case I put my autographed Harry Potter book out.  (That was my first birthday present from Chris!) 

When Hannah Rose arrived Wednesday night, she was scoping the place with her eagle eyes looking for any changes in anything.  She noticed my book and asked, “Is that a Harry Potter Bible?”

Uh……no.  It’s a Harry Potter book signed by the author.  “Oh.” 

I should have asked what a Harry Potter Bible is….but I didn’t.  Where that came from–your guess is as good as mine!

Stickers for Love

Hannah Rose was passing out stickers last night.  Chris thought he’d be funny and asked if he got his sticker for going potty by himself (Hannah Rose recently had a chart where she got stickers for going potty by herself).  She said no!  Thought he was silly and told us we got stickers for falling in love with each other.