Very Mary

Overheard

Sadie: Daddy is sweet like cotton candy!

(pauses)

And Mommy? You are a sucker.

 

(I'm not trying to win the situation here, but for the record, she doesn't even like cotton candy. She does, however, really like suckers.)

Overheard

Mommy: Sadie, you are such a big girl!

Sadie: Mommy a big girl too!

...And somehow, it just doesn't have the same flattering connotation.

Spaghettios are a food group, right?

I always refer to them as Spaghettios. Even when they are very obviously Alphagetti.

After one bite of Spaghettios, the fancy spoon was discarded in favor of the faster (and much prettier) method of scooping runny fistfuls into her mouth.

So she says, "Almost got it Mommy!"

I'm not gonna lie. If this was anyone else's kid, I'd be thinking, "Disgusting! Somebody please hose that kid down." But my kid? Utterly cute. Even covered in Spaghettio sauce.

Overheard

Sadie: What a commotion!

Which just happens to be a line from her new favorite book, The Adventures of Curious George. If it doesn't have a monkey in it, she'll be hard-pressed to read it.

And here's the little reader herself (never mind the bed head - reading is of utmost importance first thing in the morning, and therefore, takes precedence over more mundane things like combing one's hair):

Overheard

Sadie: Mommy Booo-tiful.

Excuse me for a second while my heart melts into a big puddle.

And then....

Sadie (holding up her recent Happy Meal toy): Ronald booo-tiful toooooooo!

That's Ronald MCDONALD. In case you were wondering. 

And here is an unrelated photo of Sadie enjoying the new food of the moment: pickles!

 

Overheard

Daddy: Mommy and Daddy love Sadie.

Sadie (very seriously): Mommy and Daddy love biscuits toooooo!

Say what?

Overheard

Sadie: "I like it NO."

Translation: I don't like it.

Most often used during mealtime to explain the food recently spit out and oozing in slow globs down her chin.

Obviously not in reference to this tasty piece of Rice Krispie treat:

Overheard...

imagine some banjo music in the background (out of context, it sounds strange, but, you know, we like to get our square dance on)...

Sadie: "C'mon llama! C'MON!" (Pointed request for llama from the Little People crew to join in on all the dancing fun.)

And that was "LLAMA," not Momma, "LLAMA." How quickly I am replaced. And I kicked ass at those dosey do's too.

And the llama-lover herself, sportin' her flare for high-end fashion: