Until I find an awesome way to archive the gems that come from my child I'm posting some of them here to archive and make room for more.


"Mom, sometime will you show me some of your moves of water?" 07/09/09
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"Mom, I can hear your breathing from in between your boobs." 07/09/09
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"Holy guacamole your nose is peeling down fast like water on a snowy hill." 07/07/09
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"I'd be so fun there. [Chuck e. Cheese's]" 06/27/09
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"You think I should be a piano player or speak bird?" 06/11/09
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"Mom, with those glasses you look like a nanny or not my mom." 06/11/09
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"Mom, maybe we should go through the whole town and find a boy that's not married and get him to marry you. We can start tomorrow just asking every boy I see." 05/25/09
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"Sometimes when other people are talking about me I just act normal." 04/28/09
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"If I were a pirate I'd take a umbrella with me." 04/27/09
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“My mom has a egg ped because she has old feet with cracks like volcanoes.” 04/25/09
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"I know math; two plus two equals two plus two, I think." 04/25/09
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"Is this the first time you've had hot chocolate with a friend?" 04/15/09
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"I sure picked the right mom to snuggle with and kiss all the time." 04/13/09
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"Will, we gotta get a clue." 04/04/09
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"Don't give those [menus] to us, we can't read." 04/04/09
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Me- "Lucia, do you know the name of your school?" Lucia- "Payson Market." 04/04/09
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"Meow Meow usually listens to me. Sometimes she ignores me like Mc-Ignoring-Pants." 03/28/09
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"Just call him, Mr. Nobody-that-has-a-name." 03/19/09
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"Mommy if I wish on a star tonight I'm gonna wish I was Hannah Montana and I'm gonna wish you were a little bit taller." 03/30/09

It's past 2:00 a.m. and I'm avoiding going to bed. The thought popped into my head that I should be in bed and then another thought chimed in asking when is bedtime for adults. I have a pretty easy schedule right now, but does that mean I should stay up till all hours searching the cable and Internet tubes for anything to keep my interest and fight the grown-up voice saying it's time for bed? I could do that and then there are some not so fun consequences later.

Why do we fight limits? Especially when we know we have choices and certain choices limit one thing while gifting you extra things? I know I often resist for no other reason than to fight back against...against what? against my own possibilities?

No more resistance for tonight. I'll learn some new lessons tomorrow. I do love my bed, and it's time to show it! ;)