Me: Jane, you need to clean this stuff up. You can't just leave all your things on the sofa. Where will we sit?
Jane: You can sit on the floor, or go in the basement.
Me: No. I want to be able to sit on the sofa.
Jane: But it's too hard to clean it all up.
Me: Then you shouldn't have put it all there.
Jane: You have to help me! I can't do it all by myself!
Me: Why not? You put it all there by yourself.
Jane: I have a headache of this! All this work. My leg hurts! You need to calm me down!
I knew she was maturing before my eyes. She's learning all my excuses.
** I wanted to write about the dentist visit, but it will have to wait until tomorrow.
Precious!
Posted by: Dee | November 15, 2007 at 08:17 AM
Have you been eavesdropping on recent conversations SB and I have been having about cleaning the playroom?
Practically word for word, my friend.
Posted by: tulipmom | November 14, 2007 at 02:08 PM
It's scarey when they start to sounds like you and when you also realize when you sound like your own mother! Happens a lot around here-LOL!
Posted by: Laura | November 14, 2007 at 10:52 AM
Love it!
Posted by: kristen | November 14, 2007 at 08:21 AM
Too funny!
Annie's favorite excuse is, "My back is not feeling really well."
Posted by: delilah | November 14, 2007 at 07:31 AM
Heh-heh. Comes back to bite you in the arse, eh? ROFL
Posted by: Niksmom | November 13, 2007 at 10:37 PM
Too funny! Kids say the funniest things! You have to stop this everyday thing I can't keep up. As to yesterday's post - been there, completely empathize!!!
Posted by: Cyndi | November 13, 2007 at 10:30 PM
Heh. I love it. Like mama, like daughter?
Posted by: slouching mom | November 13, 2007 at 10:20 PM