"I am lucky because I have a fish on my shirt!" --Olivia
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Lucky
Olivia asked me why Abby (her friend) had stairs in her house and we didn't. I told her Abby must be lucky to have stairs. She got a big smile on her face and said, "I am lucky because I have a fish on my shirt!" She then proceeded to make me kiss the fish on her shirt. :)
Posted by The Comerfords at 10:35 AM 1 comments
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Tape
"I need some tape for my bike because it keeps breaking." --Olivia
Honey, I don't think tape will work to fix the broken chain on your bike.
Posted by The Comerfords at 12:10 PM 0 comments
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
More mistaken identity
"I am Elliott's father." --Olivia
No explanation. Just told me this while eating her waffles.
Posted by The Comerfords at 9:48 PM 1 comments
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Mistaken identity
Kelly: Did you know the universal code for bananas is 4011?
Eric: Yes, I used to be a cash register.
Wow, I think what he meant to say was "...I used to work in a grocery store...". :)
Posted by The Comerfords at 10:45 PM 4 comments
Friday, March 18, 2011
A little sassy
"When I am a mommy, I WILL be sassy. But I'm not sassy now when I am a kid." -Olivia
Posted by The Comerfords at 1:30 PM 1 comments
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Too many panties
"My tummy hurts because I am wearing too many panties!" -Olivia

O at the rodeo
Last night Olivia was having a hard time going to bed. She kept calling for me from her room. Each time I would go in there, she'd have another request. Usually it is to tuck her in, cover her up, get her socks, etc. I had already been in there a number of times, when the last request finally came through. I went in there and she was sobbing. She said her tummy hurt. I thought maybe it was because she needed to use the potty, or because she had just eaten dinner right before she went to bed. After asking her a series of questions to figure out why her tummy hurt, she began crying and said, "My tummy hurts because I am wearing too many panties!" Wow. I told her to stand up so I could check. I pulled down her pjs, and proceeded to help her take off her "extras" one by one until she only had one pair left. Nine. Yes, she was wearing nine pairs of panties. I will never know why, but for some reason, she got up, went to her closet, put on all the panties, and went back to bed. She was unable to sleep because they were so tight. She needed help. I was laughing so hard I was near tears. Unforgettable.
Posted by The Comerfords at 6:28 PM 2 comments
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