BUSTED

Maria: I don't like boys...I just like to get them busted!

Jamie: Busted....it means broken or in trouble.

Mr. Dictionary.

Imagination

Jamie: "When you close your eyes.....it's imagination."

The Office

We have all been sick this week. I'm not just talking about the same 'ole, "We don't feel well." I'm talking projectile vomiting...all over the floors, bathrooms, and beds. It's been bad. I was the last to get it and it just so happened that Danny was out of town when it struck me. I was in a LOT of pain -- my stomach hurt. Naturally, I didn't want a couple of heat bags laying next to me in bed, so I banished them (that would be Maria and Jamie) to the office where we have a sleeper sofa. They watched movies on the computer until I have no clue when because, well, I fell asleep way before them. Safe, I know. Anyway, today we are pretty much (kind of) back to normal. But Maria has her own ideas:

Maria: "So, Mom....our rooms downstairs are just, like, kind of like our playrooms? See, and then we will sleep in the office. Okay?"

Not a chance in hell.

Nature

Maria: "Bug nature I don't like. It's gross and yucky. But I do love beautiful and pretty nature."

Discovery of Bugs

Jamie: "When I was a scientist, when I was a little kid, I discovered bugs."

Daddy: "What did you discover about them?"

Jamie: "They live in nests."

Daddy: "Cool. What else?"

Jamie: "Their favorite food is pancakes."

OBVIOUSLY.

Worker

Maria wants to be all kinds of things when she grows up. Marine Biologist, teacher, doctor, pet doctor, rock star, but last night she wanted to be a reporter.

Maria: "Mama, I'm going to be a reporter when I grow up. That way I will be on TV."

Mama: "Yeah, of course so you can be on TV."

Maria: "Yeah."

Jamie: "I want to be a worker."

Mama: "What kind of worker?"

Jamie: "The kind that builds stuff."

Mama: "What will you build?"

Jamie: "A house for Maria."

Of course....no one loves Maria like Jamie.

Rock Boy

Maria was the flower girl in our friends' wedding recently. In the elevator after the wedding, there was a couple who had gone to it as well and told Maria how pretty she looked.

Maria: "Thank you. I was the flower girl."

Jamie: "And I was the rock boy."

(No....there was no official rock boy in the ceremony, but he so badly wanted to be a part of it, and this was the only opposite of "flower" he could think of.)