Showing posts with label #3. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #3. Show all posts

Saturday, May 4, 2013

The best line ever said by a 6 year old!

#3, who is 6, said the best thing I have ever heard any of my children say today.  I might argue that it is the funniest any 6 year old has ever said, but I might also be a little prejudiced!

I was working on the girls' hair today and #3 grabbed the water bottle and sprayed Hubby in the face with it.  I had just done it a second ago so she thought she would copy me.  Being a good Daddy, he just laughed at her.  Until I was working on her hair and she couldn't see him.  He grabbed the water bottle and proceeded to spray her in the face.  Their conversation follows.  When you read her lines picture a cute, innocent little 6 year old, with curly hair who is missing her two front teeth!

Hubby sprays water...

 #3:     Ahhhh, DADDY!!!!!!

Hubby:   You sprayed me so I get to spray you.  And you can't complain about it.

#3:      Do no repay evil for evil.

Please tell me you're laughing.  Because I couldn't breathe for like 5 minutes because I was laughing so hard.  First of all, I don't think he'll be telling her any time soon that she isn't paying enough attention in church.  Secondly, if that wasn't the answer of a preacher's kid, I don't know what would be! 

Monday, April 22, 2013

Snaggle Tooth

I don't care who you are, a snaggle toothed kid is funny looking!  Cute, but funny looking!  #3 finally yanked her tooth out yesterday afternoon.  It's been loose for about a week, but she takes her cues from her big sisters and will not let Daddy touch her teeth to try to pull them out.  So we've just gone along with the gap between her teeth getting bigger and bigger.  She was very excited when it finally came out though, and wasn't fazed a bit with all the blood. 

Her other top tooth is just about ready to come out too.  In fact, she can make it lay almost completely sideways.  She informed me today that she looks like Nanny McPhee before the kids learn to obey her.  And she did--it was hilarious! 

But it'll be even funnier when that second one does come out.  Nothing cuter than a 6 year old missing two front teeth! 

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Baby Girl #3 can ride!

A few weeks ago Baby Girl #3 told us that she was ready to ride her bike without training wheels on.  One of her big gifts for Christmas was getting a new bike.  Unfortunately for her, Momma bought one online thinking I knew the right size she needed.  Turns out the one we got was too small.  I was all for taking it back and exchanging it, but because I had gotten such a good deal when I ordered her first one, we couldn't get another one for her without paying another $50.  Which is quite a bit of money right after Christmas and two birthdays.  So we told her we would hold off until she couldn't ride the little one at all anymore and then we would upgrade. 

I figured she would be using her training wheels for a while.  I don't remember exactly how old #1 and #2 were when we took their training wheels off, but I remember it took them a long time to learn without them.  So when the older two came in and asked if they could take the training wheels off and teach #3 themselves, Hubby and I said yes, smirking to each other, confident that they would be in 5 minutes later disappointed that they weren't able to teach her.

Well, they were in 5 minutes later, but it wasn't in defeat.  They proudly exclaimed that #3 could ride her bike all by herself without training wheels.  Hubby and I were pretty skeptical, but sure enough, when we went out there and watched, #3 got on and got started and took off without any assistance.  I'm pretty sure my jaw was hanging open.  I don't know if she caught on so much quicker because she's been riding more than her sisters got a chance to at our other house or if she is just majorly talented.  Either way, her Daddy and I were suitably impressed.  And also impressed with her older sisters who taught her. 


One other moment of pride in that moment was when Hubby asked how they had gotten the training wheels off in the first place.  I'm sure no other parent has ever done this, but when #1 asked if she could take the training wheels off, Hubby and I were in the middle of a conversation and just said yes without really listening to the question.  So when Hubby asked #1 how she got the wheels off he was very proud when she told him that she got a wrench and figured out how to use it to take the wheels off.  I was even impressed with that. That feeling lasted about 10 seconds.  Because when Hubby asked #1 what kind of wrench it was she replied, "Shiny."  I guess you can't take all the girlishness out at once!