Overheard at our House: Song

Stinky, singing: "I like my mommy. She's not mean. She's not rude. She's nice. She sings to me. I like white cheese. I like orange cheese. I like green things like Shrek. And Fiona."

Overheard at our house: why we won't tell the dog to shut up anymore.

Stinky: Snow's yummy!
Me: It is... but I wish you weren't eating it off the bottom of your boot!

Stinky: Shup, Mommy.
Me: did you just tell your mom to shut up?
Stinky: Yup.

Overheard at our house: Prayers

Stinky is learning to pray. He's beginning to understand that we pray for the things we hope for. One morning, as we finished famiyl prayer, I told him we couldn't watch the Wiggles, because we were leaving. He quickly folded his arms and whispered "wiggles." I grabbed a DVD and he watched it at Grandma's that morning.

As we were saying prayers tonight, we had this exchange.

me: bless daddy to come home safely...
Stinky: safely...
me: please bless Aidan...
Stinky: Get french fries...

Not so lucky this time, pally-boy.