The Rare Pizza Animal

Tonight, during supper:

"What kind of animal is this in my pizza?"

We all laughed, then I went to get my camera to document the offending animal.

As I'm taking the picture, she continued,

"It could totally be a bug, the little string things could be its eyes."

Then after taking the picture, I tossed the "animal" back onto her plate, breaking it in half accidently.

"Hey!!! You broke my bug in half!

Omnivore!!!!

Right now, at this very moment, while I'm posting other stories...
ha ha ha ha
I can barely type this...

Anne is feeding Samuel the rest of his supper.

But the funny thing is that she keeps repeating over and over, very loudly,

"Omnivore!!!! Omnivore!!!! Omnivore!!!!"

She did start out by teaching him what omnivore means,

"Sam, an omnivore is somebody who eats all their food."

Our Poor Neglected Left Hands

Today Anne asked Lydia,

"Mom. What am I supposed to be doing with my left hand?"

Lydia replied,

"Anything you like."

Which seemed appropriate to me.

While Lydia was telling me about it at the supper table tonight, Anne added,

"I asked 'cause it just kinda hangs there and I always use my other hand!"

So we came up with a list of things she couldn't do without her left hand:

• Clap
• Tickle
• Carry her brother
• Rake leaves
• Help dad with chores
• Carry two gallons of milk (which she's been able to do since she was two and one half)
• Unload the dishwasher (honestly one of her favorite things to do)
• Swing on our swingset
• Pull up your pants (when she has plumber's disease - which happens quite often )

Poop Tunnel

We were driving home from Tim's office the other day and there were hundreds of birds in the road, on the wires above, in the grass beside the road - all around.

I honked the horn as we approached and they started flying around. Anne piped up from the back seat, "Wow Mom! It's a poop tunnel!" Then after we passed them all, "Did they get us?" I said, "Nope." She said kind of quietly, "They made a poop tunnel and they failed."

One Tough Kid

"See how I'm missing a finger?

"Yeah, I went down to the basement and I was working and I dropped my wallet and my cell phone.

"I bent down to get it and I put my hand on a poky, not a poky little puppy (favorite book) but a poky thing; and it went 'bulooom' (motioning with one finger around the one that was "lost") and I felt pokies in my finger and they hurt but I picked up my wallet and my cell phone.

"Then I came back upstairs and I noticed I had lost this finger. So, I went back downstairs and I found it and then I picked it up and took it to the Doctor and they glued it back on. I was glad because I wouldn't be able to do my work if I didn't have all my fingers.

(So is it missing or not?)

A song

Found this one that Tim had written down from 10/15/06

Anne is singing right now, while looking out the window, "Unsweetened Yogurt, Unsweetened Yogurt, Unsweetened Yogurt"

...she used her seat belt.

In the van today waiting for Lydia watching a lady beside us get into her van.

Anne: "Hey dad, that lady knows the Lord Jesus."

"Oh yeah, how do you know?"

Anne: "Because she used her seat belt."