Mei-Mei: Mommy, I am thinking BIG THOUGHTS!
Me: Really? What are your big thoughts about?
MM: Quiet, Mommy, I am THINKING BIG THOUGHTS! Right now!
Little Man: Mommy, I think we need to make signs for our bedroom doors that say, “No Whining Zone,” and then have a circle and cross through it to mean no whining.
Me: I think that’s a good idea. I like the idea of a no-whining zone.
LM: Yeah, because Mommy, I really don’t like the sound of whining and crying.
Me: Me neither, Little Man. Me neither.
Mimi: So what is all this I hear Baby J can do now?
Me: Well, he can sit, he can roll over…
Mei-Mei: And he can play with Mommy’s boobs…
Little Man: Mommy, when Baby J gets bigger, we won’t have a baby anymore.
Me: You’re right, we won’t.
LM: You’ll just have to grow another one.
Me: No, I don’t think so. I’m done growing babies.
LM: But Mommy, I love having babies to play with!
Too bad, kiddo.
Borrowed from Albert’s Facebook page. A “typical” dinner conversation at our house:
Mei-Mei (whining voice): I have ketchup on my thumb.
Baby J (at the top of his lungs; face covered in food): AHHHHHH!!!!
Little Man (taunting voice): That’s not your thumb!
Baby J: AHHHHHHH!!!
Albert (educator/parenting voice): Is that your thumb Sweetie?
LM (interrupting): NO!!! That’s her elbow. Bahahaha!
Baby J: AAHHHHHH!!!!
LM (in typical Wes Anderson-dialogue style): Let’s be a robot family.
Too good not to preserve.