In honor of today being The Girl’s sixth birthday, my Thursday Thirteen will be about her today.
Thirteen of The Girl’s Greatest Hits:
1: October 2009:
(OK, I just posted this the other day, but it’s funny) - My aunt and cousin were in from
2. October 2009:
3. September 2009:
4. July 2009:
The Girl: "Mom, I'm going to the school dance (whispered: we're pretending, OK?), so do you think I should go in a taxi or a limbo?"
5. June 2009:
Me: That’s a pain in the ass.
The Girl: You shouldn’t say that.
Random relative: Yeah, you should say pain in the butt.
The Girl: No – you should have said that balls thing.
Me: That’s a pain in the balls?
The Girl: Yeah, but that other word…Ssss…Scr….Scr…
The Girl: Yeah! You should have said, ‘That’s a pain in the scrotum!’
Random relative: Oh my God.
6. June 2009:
The Girl: There’s something I want to say.
The Girl: I can’t say it.
The Girl: Can I just say it once?
The Girl: Asshat! Asshat, Asshat, Asshat!
Me: Are you done?
The Girl. Yeah.
7. June 2009:
The Girl: Those old men were looking at me! (talking about 2 old men sitting on a porch as we drove by)
Me: Oh yeah?
The Girl: Yep. And I heard one of them say…um…‘That little girl looks so cute.’
The Boy: What?
The Girl. OK, I totally made that up. But they were looking at me.
8. March 2008:
Me: “Bean – why is the dog barking? Can you look and see if someone is coming”
The Girl: (To me)“OK, Mom”…(to the dog) “Stop barking! There’s no one coming, you jackass
9. February 2008:
Last night, the girl handed me a piece of paper and a pencil, said, “Write a letter for me”, and dictated - word for word - the following:
I love you. I’m going to kiss you. I love you.
10. May 2007:
A conversation in the grocery store:
The boy: "Mom, where's the turkey you got?"
Me: *ignoring boy while I speak to the deli worker*
The boy: "Mom! Did you get turkey? Where is the turkey?"
The girl: Hey! I know where the turkey is!!
The boy: "Where?"
The girl: "In your ass!"
11. Feb 2007:
Girl: I spelled you with my stickers.
Boy: That doesn't spell my name. (said while implementing "the silent 'duh'") That spells HSKTJB!
Girl: I spelled you! It spells Stupid!
12. Feb 2007:
Boy: You stink.
Girl: You stink.
Boy: You smell like poop.
Girl: You're made of poop!
Boy: You're made of farts!
Girl: You're made of farts! And boogers!
Girl: Aaaaaannnnnd, you're made of girls!
13. July 2006:
*various crunching, crinkling, banging sounds from kitchen*
Me: “Beansie! (girl nickname) Get out of the kitchen!”
The Girl: “I’m not in the kitchen”
*bang crinkle crunch pop.*
Me: “What are you doing?”
The Girl: “Nothing.”
* pop crinkle bang crunch.*
Me: “Beans, Are you in the kitchen?”
The Girl: “No!”
*crinkle crinkle bang crunch*
Brother: “ ”
Me: “Brother - what are you doing?”
Brother: “ ”
*crunch bang crunch crinkle*
Me: “Beans - you’re in that kitchen, aren’t you?”
The Girl: “NO!”
Me: “Brother, are you in the kitchen?”
The Girl: “BROTHER’S NOT IN HERE, EITHER!!”
13. November 2005:
The girl has a new catchphrase: “Oh my dammit!” (with the emphasis on the dammit part). I have never heard anyone say that before, so I don’t know where she got it. Either she heard it elsewhere or she’s as adept as her mother in the
13: November 2005
She’s also getting smart in the Get Your Brother in Trouble department. When we were getting ready on Sunday, she was in the boy’s way and he gave her a gentle push out of his way. She started to fake cry and when I asked what was wrong, she told me “He called me Butthole”. I said, “He did?”, and she said, “Yeah. And he went chhrrcchhh (this “crunching” sort of sound effect was accompanied by a bizarre neck/shoulder cringe/shrug) on my ear!” Now, I was right there when it all went down and I can attest to the fact that there was no butthole-calling or ear-chhrrcchhh-ing.
We’ll just go ahead and pretend that I didn’t have three 13s, OK?