We were walking out of the library the other day, and since Jenny had picked out a book about a moose, the girls were jokingly saying, "I see a moose!" and pointing at various non-moose objects. Then Jenny pointed to our blue minivan and said, "I see a blue moose!" I added, "And we're going to ride the blue moose home!" Emily, I should mention, rides in the back of the minivan and enters through the tailgate. So as we approached, she wrinkled her nose. "You mean I have to climb up the moose's butt???"
Charlotte was using a "boo-boo bear" (a soft-covered ice pack) and handed it back to me. "Mommy, can you put this away? I'm all done freezing."
Emily: "Mommy, how much money would I have if I were a librarian?" Me: "You might make about $40,000 a year." Her: "Wow, that's like $39,999 more dollars than I have."
Jenny, watching me make mac and cheese: "Mommy, do you know how Jesus makes macaroni and cheese?" Me: "How?" Jenny: "He says, "Let there be macaroni and cheese... and there is!"
Emily had a language arts assignment that required looking at a picture and then writing a sentence about the picture. For example, for a picture of a girl diving and looking at a fish, she wrote, "Can I catch the fish?" Well, the last picture was of 4 kids in a grocery cart, 3 of them misbehaving in some way and the last looking disgusted. Emily's sentence? "I have waaaay too many kids." Yes, sometimes I feel that way, too.
(But not very often.)