Linnea, almost three, has been telling stories nonstop lately. In an effort to remember some of those, I wanted to post a few of them here. Some, and I apologize in advance, are a little gross for my liking. But, I have to admit, her lack of filter is sometimes refreshing, and funny after a long day. She tells most of her stories after her bedtime story and the lights are out. I lie down next to her and it sometimes feel like we are at a slumber party; she thinks of random things to say, and we giggle together. Other times, she shares her feelings about things that happened during the day (mostly at school).
Do you know why I eat boogers out of my nose? Because they make ladybugs.
My friend went to a farm and her name is Halflaff. And she cries at the farm if her mama and dada are away.
My friend says there’s a poo poo stain in the mountains, but it’s far away from our house. And the guy who owns it, gives people tickets.
When you are three, you get to play a lot, be old, and do EVERYTHING.
Mama, the teachers don’t ask me what day of the week it is. I want to say what day of the week it is. That makes me sad.
Did you play with your mama when you were a baby?
(And her favorite…) Mama, tell me about when I was a baby.
Will it stop winding? (As in the wind)
Last today, we…. (meaning yesterday)
I am a vegetarian AND a meat eater.
Mama, you make me happy when I am with you. (heart melter!)
(And my favorite…while kissing my palm) Mama, I love you wherever you may go.
(She has also been saying “Seriously” at the end of sentences now. As is in, “Baby is really hungry. Seriously. [insert fake laugh from her]” And she still says, “Ska-petti” for spaghetti…)
I am sure there will be more stories and sayings to come…