Showing posts with label write that down. Show all posts
Showing posts with label write that down. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

reallian




 reallian

I overheard Mia saying this the other day to Jillian. She said "It is a combination of  really? and Jillian!" Such a smart girl that Mia can be! This phrase is perfect for when she won't cooperate for a picture or pulls some other trick out of her hat.

1. The top photo was the final result of trying to get a decent picture. Jillian was acting out, Mia was laughing at her. Finally, I get Mia to calm down and tried the close your eyes trick. I said open your eyes on the count of three. I then counted in Spanish. On tres Jilli said " I thought you said 4." So I counted to four in English. She said "I meant Spanish." The whole time she had her eyes closed. Right after tres she opened her eyes and lurched forward yelling "QUATRO!"

2. One day we were driving to an antique store. Mia asked what an antique was and Jillian replied in an annoyed tone "An antique is something old that they dust off and sell." I don't know where she comes up with any of this. 

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

blogable

Sunday morning I made pancakes. Then we were getting ready to go to church so instead of covering my plate of extra pancakes with saran wrap, I quickly set them on a cake stand and then put the glass dome over the plate. I even quickly pulled the dome off real quick to make sure it would come off.
All church I sat that there thinking about eating them when I got home. Of course, that was between all of my prayers. To my complete disappointment, I arrived home to find the dome stuck. Mounds of warm pancakes were sitting in there staring at me. Maybe the trapped heat caused some swelling? Maybe I am just that ditzy?
That was also the girls' breakfast this week. Not so much. Anyways, I tried to hide my little issue from Brad, who would give me complete hell for this, which he later did. So I decided to sacrifice the plate for the glass dome. I tried to hammer the plate, but was getting a little scared of the glass mess that would surely follow, plus it was just jamming it even worse.
Brad came upstairs ready to eat I assume. I was in the bathroom and I heard him say "What did she do?" Tee hee. He just shook his head at me. So, we tried several different approaches, nothing working. We let it sit there for a couple days until tonight. Brad got out the hammer and started hammering the plate. Jillian announced loudly "Those pancakes are doomed!" Who knows where she came up with that expression.
As Brad was picking up the shattered plate he asked "Did you take a picture of this?" I responded no, and then he said "Well, if this was something I did you would have wrote about it." So, this story was for Brad, who is always a good sport about me telling his stories. The dome lid still had condensation inside it and the pancakes smelled horrible.

Monday, August 8, 2011

write that down

Last week Jillian said something hilarious to me in the car and I texted it to Brad. He texted me "You need to write that down." This blog is kind of where I "write that down." Sadly, I can't even remember what I had texted him. So, here is me recording a few things that Brad and I laughed about. You might not find it funny, but I will probably forget about it next week, and later I will re-read this and remember.
Mia:
(Backstory)
Earlier this summer we had to buy a new t.v. Brad went to Best Buy, and the clerk was hassling him about opening a credit card, buying a warranty, etc. He kept telling her he wasn't interested. Finally, he decided to throw in "Well, I am paying cash so can you throw in a Blu-Ray player?" She told him "No sir, but High Fives are free."
Last weekend Mia was playing dolls. She was telling me how much a doll costs, a book costs, the cost for the doll to ride a horse,etc. Then she slipped in "and High Fives are free." She was dead serious, I just busted a gut laughing.
Jillian:
Hanging at the lake is a mounted deer head. My mom has a deerskin rug on the floor at her house. Different states, different grandparents, hundreds of miles apart. At my mom's this weekend she asked "What is that on the floor?" My mom told her what it was and then Jillian said, very serious "Oh, well I think it's head is hanging over the door at our lake house."