Anja’s been coming up with some gems lately…
Playing play-doh in the kitchen:
A: “Mama, pass me the spanker wanker.”
Me, staring blankly at her: “Pardon?”
A: “The thing you use to flip pancakes.”
Driving home from skiing, she yells from the back seat:
“I CAN’T FEEL MY HEART BUMPING!”
Me, giggling by trying to remain calm: “I’m pretty sure your heart is still bumping. You are talking to me, after all.”
A: “Oh, yeah. You’re right. I found it.”
A: “What are you supposed to wear for tennis racket walking?”
Will: “Did you mean snowshoeing?
A: “Yeah, whatever. What do you wear?”
I’m upstairs, and yell through the floor, asking the 3 of them if they had done this chore or that.
I then hear her ask her brothers: “What did she even say?”
And finally, Rory was talking about summer camp and how he is excited but it’s in a long time from now.
“It’s ok Rory. Time flies, you know. Time flies.”
Wise beyond her years?