The title Abbyisms doesn't cut it anymore because much of our comic relief now comes from her brother. Abby is much more mature now, although she says her fair share of outlandish things too. :)
Emily: "How are you feeling?"
Will "Better."
Emily: "I'm so glad that you're feeling better. That's great!"
Will: "No, not grape. Banana!" (Insert impish grin here)
How wonderful, he's inherited corny/punny humor!!!
Will: "I want to watch The Black Children." Of course, he meant The Black Cauldron. You can imagine my dismay.
He ends a lot of sentences with "does that sound like a good plan/deal?" Sometimes it's not a question: "I only wash hands after poop. Not after tinkle. That's a good deal."
Emily: "You can cut it up if you want to."
Will: "No, I want to cut it down!"
Will: "My hands are scratchy."
Emily: "Why are your hands scratchy?"
Will: "Because I didn't shave."
Emily: "It's time for lunch."
Will: "No. My boy says I can't have lunch."
The latest one is from this morning. Over the summer, we've gotten into the habit of bringing Will into our bed when he wakes up in the morning, so we can lie there a little longer (Abby on the other hand is usually up, dressed, with her bed made when we get up--we'll see how long that lasts once school starts . . .). Anyway, this morning, Will was lying with us and he pointed to my elbow:
Will: "What's that?"
Emily: "My elbow."
Will: "Is that where babies get their milk?"
Not exactly, but close!
1 comment:
i'm in tears cracking up :D
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