I remember a year ago reading kidisms from my friend's kids and wondering when (if) Addie would ever be old enough to be that funny!
well...she may not be funny to anyone else; but we think some of the things that come out of her mouth are down right hilarious.
If anything, this will be a record for us of things we loved to hear her say!
In the past few months, she's started laughing at things on tv (that we of course never let her watch!) and even laughing at herself. If we laugh at something she does, we are guaranteed to see it repeated...over-and-over-and-over again followed by hilarious belly laughter from her.
WAR BIRD (i.e. War Eagle)
(at 5:45am) Is it early or late? (because she gets told most mornings that "it's too early" to be up!) I don't want to wake YOU GUYS up too early. (where on the earth is this child from?)
at dinner: Is it good Mommy? (yes, Addie, it's very good.) Want to ask me if it's good Addie?
(Audrey Kate screaming at the top of her lungs) MOMMY, AUDREY KATE'S CRYING!!!! (knowing she did something-"what did you do to her?") As ecstatic and proud as she can be, I BIT HER TOE!
at 7am: Mommy, I need a breakfast bar. (no Addie, I think you've already had one).
walking into the bathroom with Daddy. Daddy, Mommy says I need a breakfast bar!?!?!?
I'm having a sam handwich!
I'd like a ham wad-up (roll-up).
(Who is Jesus' mommy and daddy?) Mary and Jovus
(picking up her Bible) Once upon a time there was a caterpillar that lived in a tree. And people were smiling. And there were animals.
Watch me run super fast!
Waking up from her nap. Mommy? Ohhhhh, Mommy?
I'm doing some serious sticks here.
I'd like more slimeade (limeade slush!)
I had sprinklers on my donut. Sprinklers live outside.
Cwap! Cwap Daddy! (What?) Daddy cwap! Making clapping motions.
(Me attempting to take a few pictures of her: If you let me take just a few pictures, I'll take you to see the spider web) Walking away from me. I can see the spider web myself. (so much for that bribe!)
(Counting) ...13, 14, 15, 17, 18, 19, twelveteen!
(Pushing the chair up to the counter to watch Daddy cook) DADDY, GET OUT OF MY WAY! (Addie, that's not how you talk to me. Try again.) In the sweetest little voice, Daddy get of my way please!
(in the Firehouse Subs bathroom with blue chemicals in the potty) Mommy, I do not want to go teetee in that blue potty!
I can't get in the water to get the shell. (Why?) Because the water will splash me and get my swimsuit wet.
I want golf! (huh?) I want golf! (what's that?) I want to color with golf! (oh...chalk!)
(Having attempted to fold her little sister up in her play mat, refused to pick up her letters, and refusing to stop screech crying, I told her to go to her room) I can't! (Taking her hand, well then I'll help you. After informing her that I would not come talk to her until she quit screaming and crying...this was her response) ...at the TOP of her LUNGS. I'M NOT SCREAMING AND CRYING. (oh really...?)

Jesus loves the little children.
All the children of the world.
They are precious in His sight.
Jesus loves the little children of the world.
















































