Mal: “I’m calling the cops on you, Shay”
Jesse: “Why are you calling the cops?”
Mal: “Because Shay isn’t sharing and that means she’s stealing, so I’m calling the cops.”
So I have a third niece (Claudia) and a nephew (Draegan). Here’s what I just heard:
Draegan: “the only time I’ve ever had a swollen body part was when Claudia hit me with a stick!”
-that’s what I call sibling love.
She’s sneaky!
The girls were playing a game with their mom. In the game, you have to pick up a tile that has letters on it, and find the picture that matches it. For example, if you picked up a tile that had _og, you would find the picture of the dog. Here it goes…
Mom picks up a tile that has _uck on it, and picks up the picture of the duck. “I chose duck, because duck ends in u-c-k, just like the tile.”
Mal: “And duck rhymes with fuck!”
Mom: “Oh Mal, we just can’t say that honey, i know that it rhymes, but that’s a bad word and we can’t say it.”
Mal: “So does this mean I can’t rhyme anything with ass??”
-She definitely knows how to sneak in as many bad words as possible!
Mom: Shay, you’re being awfully loud. Why don’t you go in your room and sing?
Shay: No, cuz I don’t want to and my throat almost died.
Mal: Mom, I can only drink water now. Except when I have milk or juice or strawberry milk or chocolate milk.
imagination
Mal: Mom, did you know you go to outer space when you die?
Mom: Really? I thought we went to Heaven.
Mal:Well, we do but we go to outer space first.
Mom: Oh, it’s on the other side?
Mal: Yeah. It’s far away
