Madison is playing with her phone and hangs it up.
Tyler: Who was that
Madison: Um, Nanny.
Tyler: What'd she say?
Madison: Um, stop tattling.
HAHAHAHAHA. You can tell what our latest topic of conversation has been.
...I just want to share something with you. Not that anyone wants to necessarily hear anything I have to say, but hey, maybe someone somewhere does. :) "Take care of your body and it'll take care of you, 'cause time keeps tickin', you keep gettin' older - you can get better or you can get all gooey, crotchety, old, pathetic, icky, gross. Not me, not into it." ~Tony Horton in Kenpo, P90X
Saturday, September 06, 2008
Friday, September 05, 2008
Kids are so funny
The scene: my car on the way to grandma's house
Tyler: Mommy, Madison has her feet on the back of the seat
Me: Tyler, are you tattling?
Tyler: No.
Me: Well, is Madison getting hurt or doing something that could hurt her?
Tyler: No.
Me: So then you're tattling. Stop tattling.
Tyler: No I'm not
Me: Yes you are Tyler, nobody likes it when you tattle. Please stop tattling.
Tyler: Hmmph.
(silence)
Tyler: I'm getting tired of this.
Me: Tired of what.
Tyler: You telling me to stop tattling.
HAHA. The things they put together and say.
Then in the car on the way home:
Madison: blah, blah, tyler opens the door, blah, blah, my turn, blah, blah, tyler's turn, blah, blah (you get the idea)
Me: (listening to the radio)
Madison: Mommy, I talking. MOMMY, I TALKING.
Me: Oh yes, sweetie, I'm listening.
I guess I was supposed to be responding to something she was saying. I'm just so used to just listening to them talk as background noise b/c rarely their talking to me in the car. LOL.
Tyler: Mommy, Madison has her feet on the back of the seat
Me: Tyler, are you tattling?
Tyler: No.
Me: Well, is Madison getting hurt or doing something that could hurt her?
Tyler: No.
Me: So then you're tattling. Stop tattling.
Tyler: No I'm not
Me: Yes you are Tyler, nobody likes it when you tattle. Please stop tattling.
Tyler: Hmmph.
(silence)
Tyler: I'm getting tired of this.
Me: Tired of what.
Tyler: You telling me to stop tattling.
HAHA. The things they put together and say.
Then in the car on the way home:
Madison: blah, blah, tyler opens the door, blah, blah, my turn, blah, blah, tyler's turn, blah, blah (you get the idea)
Me: (listening to the radio)
Madison: Mommy, I talking. MOMMY, I TALKING.
Me: Oh yes, sweetie, I'm listening.
I guess I was supposed to be responding to something she was saying. I'm just so used to just listening to them talk as background noise b/c rarely their talking to me in the car. LOL.
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