House of Estrogen

Look Like Brains

I took the girls out to breakfast this morning. When we got home, J.C. asked Nina, "What did you have for breakfast?" Nina responded, "An apple fritter." He asked, "What is an apple fritter?" She said, "It looks like a brain... but without the blood. It doesn't taste like brains though. It tastes like dessert."

Maybe that should be Caribou Coffee's new ad campaign - "Apple fritters - look like brains, taste like dessert!"

Bed Fridge, Anyone?

As we pulled up to one of our usual beach restaurants tonight, Elise exclaimed, "Hey! I remember this place! They have a train that goes around the ceiling, it is near the pier, and mom got a grown-up bed fridge here!" 

Hmmm... what bed fridge should I get? A margarita? A daiquiri?

Language Lessons

Elise: K was my reading buddy today. She speaks Spanish and hasn't been speaking English for very long, so when I needed to talk to her, R [an Indian friend] always had to help me.

Me: Oh wow... so R speaks Spanish?

Elise: <with the sassy look and tone of a seven year old saying "Duh!"> Uhhh... yeah.... she's from India!

Let the Punishment Fit the Crime

As overheard in the House of Estrogen this evening...

Nina: "DADDDDDDD!!!!!  Elise almost broke my ankle!!"

J.C.: "She *almost* broke your ankle?"

Nina: "Yes! She almost broke my ankle!"

J.C.: "OK. Let me know when she really breaks your ankle."

(a few minutes later)

Nina: "DADDDDDDD!!!!  Elise almost kicked me!!"

J.C.: "So, what do you think the punishment should be for almost kicking?"

Nina: "I don't know."

J.C.: "Elise - go get almost in time out!"

The Boob Purse

I recently bought this new purse (same as pictured, but mine is a mustard color). Nina pointed at it and exclaimed, "Mom! breasts!" to which I responded, "Huh?" Then she said, "Look, the pockets look like your breasts!"

Should I be flattered? Or perhaps I should be rushing off to a plastic surgeon to schedule a boob job? I just never know what is going to come out of that child's mouth, and I surely don't know what to think about my purse-pocket boobs.

Never the Answer I Expect

I took the girls this evening to see the stage production of High School Musical 2. It was a great show, and we all really enjoyed it. The audience was an odd combination of 5-10 year old girls and their mothers along with retirees who I assume are season ticket holders. I'm guessing the latter group may not have known what they were getting themselves into! Anyway, on the drive home, I asked the girls what things were different between the play and the movie, expecting answers like the actors, some of the songs, a few parts of the plot, but instead I got this answer from Elise: "Well, this is obvious, of course, but the stage show is in 3-D... like the people have sides, and in the movie, they are flat, and they aren't real." That just made me chuckle. Poor Zac Efron with no sides!  

Seven Going on Thirteen

The end of one school year and beginning of the next are coming up fast (we only have a week in between grades), so I showed the girls the LL Bean and Land's End websites and told them to pick out lunchboxes and backpacks. Elise picked out a green backpack and blue lunchbox. The next day, she asked me if I had ordered them yet. I hadn't. Then she said, "Then I want to change the lunchbox to green. I'm just SO over blue."

I Don't Think the Tattletale is the Problem Here...

Nina: "Mommy, Elise punched me in the stomach, and kicked me in the forehead, and pushed me against the wall."

Elise: "No I didn't!  Nina is just making that up to get me in trouble!"

Nina: "No I'm not!"

Me: "So, Elise, did you do those things?"

Elise: "Just two of them. NOT THE THIRD!"

Nina: "She really did! She punched me right here and kicked me right here and pushed me into the wall!"

Elise: "Nina, STOP TATTLING! YOU'RE MAKING ME FEEL LIKE A JERK!"

<followed by fits of silent laughter from the parents who can't be seen by the children>

 

Smiling like...

Nina described Addison tonight like this: "She's smiling big... like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich!"

I can't say that I've ever seen a PB&J smiling, but given Nina's tone of voice, it must be a very happy sandwich variety!

Where Does She Come Up with This Stuff?

In the car today, driving past a house with a big inflatable moon bounce in the front yard...

Nina: "Ooooh.... can we go jump on that?"

J.C.: "No, we don't know them. They are probably having a birthday party there later this afternoon or something."

Nina: "Or maybe the person who lives there died, and it is just still out there."