Me: Yes, you can have one after lunch.
Grace: I can?! Oh thank you mommy. You're so handsome.
Me: Well, boys are handsome. Girls are beautiful. So you would say that Daddy is handsome, and that Gracie is beautiful.
Grace: Yeah. But you're handsome.
Grace while playing with the garden hose outside: Can I go inside with this thing? (This is really how she talks)
Me: Nope. Sorry. You can go inside and play with other toys, or stay outside and play with the hose.
Grace: thinks with a perplexed expression on her face
Grace: That's not really a choice.
She loves wearing her purple dress (the dress she has on in the sidebar picture). She has called it her twirly dress, her princess dress, her dancing dress, and her pretty dress. I try to limit the number of times she wears it because I spend all of Church chasing her around trying to get her to stop twirling/dancing/princessing. This Sunday she gave it a new name and function. When I told her that she could wear her princess dress, she clasped her hands and said, "And then Daddy can marry me!"
I should add that I would have spent all of Sacrament meeting getting her to behave in her twirly dress, except that I was subbing for our organist. Cori sits on the stand. I had farmed Grace and Grant out to other people during the hymns of which we had four. They didn't have the heart to stop her. Grace stood in the center aisle and twirled and twirled her dress all through the hymns. It doesn't sound like a big deal, but when you have only 30 people in your Sacrament meeting something like that becomes a center stage distraction in no time. Cori and I flashed her the boldest stink eyes we could manage from the stand to no avail. Some people's kids.
Please do not be alarmed by the shocking lack of clothing here. The kid likes to sleep in her diaper. She is on the phone with her aunt Sara. I was tickling her while she was trying to talk when...
To Sara: Could you please hold on for one minute?To Me, after lowering her sunglasses: Will you please stop doing that?
To Sara: Okay, I'm back.
Sometimes I feel like I need to remind her that she's only 2 (and 3/4).
7 comments:
Oh how I love your commentary! I can only imagine what you thing after a conversation with her. I sometimes think, am I raising her, or is she raising me? So fun! By the way... I would rather have Emma twiel her dress, than play the organ. Emma decided on Mother's Day, when the primary gets up to sing to the mom's, that she should play the organ foot petals. When someone stopped her from doing that, she ran to the curtains at the front of the room, and twirled in them. As I told Shawn to go and get her, he replied " I don't want to cause a scene" Like is wasn't already doing that! I feel for you;-)
Grace is seriously funny! What an adorable girl! But that's not a surprise since she comes from you!
Oh my HEAVENS! Those stories are HILARIOUS! That Grace is one cute kid!!
seriously, she and mason would be best friends. hilarious!!!!
Oh she is so darling, like I/we already knew. :o) Thanks for sharing!
So Funny! What a sharp little girl you have.
I love your gracie-dotes posts. She's so funny! The picture of her in her diaper with phone and sunglasses is too cute - especially when you know the funny conversation that went on.
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