No boys allowed

This week, we were at a local Starbucks hanging out with my mom...or Gramby as my older two call her, or Bammy, as my younger one calls her. Before we left, Buggy and I had to go to the restroom. The door was locked, so I told her we had to wait because someone was in there. When the door opened a few minutes later, we were both surprised to see a man come out of there. As he walked away, looking slightly embarrassed (and he should!) and not even looking us in the eyes, Buggy Bug said this:

Buggy Bug: (with her eyes really wide open) Hey, what is he doing in there?
Me: I don't know.
Buggy Bug: No boys allowed!

I quickly looked at him as he was ordering his beverage hoping he didn't just hear that.

Me: Uh, just go in, Buggy Bug.
Buggy Bug: There are no boys allowed in the girls bathroom, Mommy.

I agree. Boys...stay out of girls bathrooms.

Kiddie game

Buggy Bug: Mommy, you know what? You need a lot of people to play dinga dinga rosey.
Me: What's that?
Buggy Bug: You know, when the kids say, dinga, dinga, rosey, ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
Me: Oh, you mean ring around the rosey.

When's the last time you played dinga, dinga rosey? Sounds fun, huh?

Obey or Disobey

Here's another conversation that they had one time:

I guess Zokey had done something that Buggy Bug wasn't too happy about.

Buggy Bug: Zokey, is it fun to disobey?
Zokey: Huh?
Buggy Bug: Zokey, it is not fun to disobey, okay? It's fun to obey. Alright?
Zokey: Uh Huh.

I don't ever remember telling her that it was fun to obey. If it was that fun, then she wouldn't disobey as much, right? I'll remind Buggy Bug that this is what she told her little sister.

Bye Zokey

My girls LOVE to talk. It makes me smile when they are talking together for hours. Here's a snippet of a conversation that I heard today:

Buggy Bug: Zokey, I love you.
Zokey: I yub boo, Buggee.
Buggy Bug: Are you going to miss me?
Zokey: Uh-huh.
Buggy Bug: I'm going to kindergarten without you.
Zokey: Oh.
Buggy Bug: I'll miss you.

So sweet, don't you think? However, Buggy Bug isn't going to be in kindergarten until next year.

Spill

Today we went to Target, and usually our visits there are uneventful...but not today. I was in the water aisle, which happens to also be the wine aisle and Buggy Bug walked by the wines and one of the biggest bottles fell and crashed open all over the floor. Of course, I was so embarrased.

Buggy Bug: Mommy, sorry for messing up your shoes.

What? What about apologizing for embarrassing me at my favorite store. I wish I could say this was the end of it, but it wasn't. As I was waiting for an employee to clean up the mess, she ended up knocking another bottle of wine on the floor, in front of a handful of witnesses this time, but this one did not break. One of the onlookers said, "Wow, that's one strong bottle of wine."

Finally, this kid is walking towards me taking his sweet ol' time with a little roll of paper towels in his hand. I knew this wasn't going to be enough because it was a huge bottle of wine with a puddle that started at the middle of the aisle, but since it took so long for someone to get there, was making it's way to the main aisle. Here's what that kid said:

Kid: Maaaaaaaaaaaann! That's a huge spill! Looks at his paper towels and sets it aside. "I bet you could get drunk after sniffing it for awhile."
Me: I'm sorry, it's my kid that made that mess.
Kid: Oh...it's okay...accidents happen. So nonchalant about it, he actually made me feel better.
Me: Is there anything that I can do?
Kid: Oh, no, don't worry about it. Just worry about your shopping.

That's what I'm talking about. Thanks, Target! BTW, if you ever catch me at Target, remind me to put Buggy Bug in the cart if she's not already in there.

Do you like

There's this "game" that the older kids and I like to play with Zokey. We like asking her questions, such as "who do you like better, mommy or daddy?" "Do you like Sonny or Buggy Bug?" "Do you like strawberries or bananas?" And we've come to find out that whatever you say last is what answer will be. Here's some of Buggy Bug's questions:

Buggy Bug: Zokey, what do you like better, make-up or teeth?
What do you like better, stinky shoes or eyes?
What do you like better, dress or mommy?
What do you like better, sweaters or ears?

I don't think she knows how to play this game yet, but then again, Zokey doesn't either and that's why we're still playing it.

Young Man

Okay, I think this will be the very first post where I'm not quoting any of the kids, but since I'm still chuckling about it and it's been eight hours already, I thought it would be good enough to share.

Today, the girls and I went to Mimi's Cafe with my mom and sister. Buggy Bug was wearing her favorite outfit, these jeans w/tiny ribbons on the pocket, a blue Hawaii shirt, Sonny's old basketball shoes, and of course, her red striped tie. Her hair was free and flowing...no ponytails for her when Daddy's not around. (shhhh)

Anyway, along with being a "big girl" now, she has to "look" like a "big girl." So, she's been wanting to sit in booster seats, yes, even at home, everytime we're in a restaurant. So, I ask the waitress for a booster seat.

Me: Excuse me, can I please have a booster seat. (I'm pointing to Buggy Bug as I'm asking this.)
Waitress: Sure. (She says to me.) "Hey, Sheila (her co-worker), could you please get a booster seat for this young man?"

I almost spit out my drink. Young man? Oh man, I need to start making her wear more pink!!!

Foot

I just can't resist quoting Zokey. She's turned into such a chatterbox. Yesterday, yes another mother's day quote, Sonny and Buggy Bug were talking in the car:

Buggy Bug: And then the guy said...
Sonny: Quiet, Bug. You're a motor mouth.
Buggy Bug: What you call me?
Sonny: You're a motor mouth micah.
Buggy Bug: Mommy...what's motor...
Zokey: SHHHHH! KITE!!!! (she meant, quiet)
Buggy Bug: Ahahahahaha! She thinks we're at a restaurant.

After this point the other two stop talking and are just cracking up. I wonder why Buggy Bug said restaurant. I tell them to be quiet almost everywhere we go. A few minutes later, I hear this:

Sonny: Zokey, say, I love kung-fu.
Zokey: I like...FOOT!

More cracking up...I'm starting to see that my kids are really funny when they're in the car after they've eaten a good meal.

Accident

Yesterday was such a great day for me. My girls put on those dresses that my mom got for them from the Philippines. Yes, even Buggy Bug put it on without a fight because the previous week I kept telling her:

Me: Buggy Bug, I'm going to make you wear that dress to church on Sunday.
Buggy Bug: What dress?
Me: The dress that made you cry, remember?
Buggy Bug: Okay, but I won't cry because I'm a big girl. Big girls don't cry.

She's really been into this "big girl" thing for a while. For those of you who know her well, she's even gotten rid of her blankie "Mimi" out of the blue. I think it was last Thursday where she said:

Buggy Bug: Mommy, I'm a big girl now, so I'm not going to suck my thumb and I don't need Mimi anymore.

I was skeptical at first, so I would keep Mimi in my purse for when she asked for it, but it's Monday and she hasn't asked for it once and as a result, her thumb, which has been red and chapped for the past year, is slowly on the mend.

But this is the real kiddie kwote that I wanted to post. On the way home from my yearly Mother's day lunch at Sizzler, I heard two smacks.

*smack* *smack*
I turn around in my seat:

Me: What was that?
Sonny: Buggy Bug just hit me on my arm for no reason. *funny face*
Me: Buggy Bug, why did you hit your brother?
Buggy Bug: It was an accident.
Me: What were you trying to do?
Buggy Bug: I don't know, but it was an accident.

You know, she sure gets into a lot of these "accidents."

Take away

I think most of you know that Hubby and I are expecting baby number 4 either the end of September or beginning of October. We told the kids about this right after my first appointment. Their reaction was one of excitement. Here's what Buggy Bug said:
Buggy Bug: Mommy, when the baby comes, can we take Sonny away?
Me: Where should we put him?
Buggy Bug: With Auntie R and Uncle JunJun.

As tempting as that might be, I think I'm going to keep all of them....for now.

Iron

I have to admit, I hate putting the laundry away right away. As a result, the clothes get wrinkled, which means I have to iron pretty much every day. It's become a routine in the morning, and I don't mind it one bit.

This morning Buggy Bug came up to me with her favorite Disney shirt.

Buggy Bug: Mommy, can you iron my shirt?
Me: But it's not wrinkled. Just put it on.
Buggy Bug: But I'm cold!
Me: What?
Buggy Bug: My shirt is cold.
Me: You know that I iron your clothes to take the wrinkles out and not to warm them up, right?
Buggy Bug: With her eyes really wide: Ohhh...

Vacuum

I've been reading about several moms who have been training their children to do various chores and how the children have complained when their siblings mess up all their hard work. Well, I finally have one of my own.

Sonny and Buggy Bug have always thought that vacuuming was fun. So, lately, I've been training them to vacuum. Yes, Buggy Bug can push our upright vacuum, that's a bit taller than her, around. I have Sonny do the rug under our dining table and Buggy Bug does the living room. I know, it doesn't seem fair for Buggy Bug to do a whole room and for Sonny to do a little area rug, but until they realize that, that's what they're assigned to.

So, last night, we had people over for dinner and of course crumbs got on the rug.

Buggy Bug: Mommy, there's corn on the rug.
Me: Yes, I see it.
Buggy Bug: Oh...Sonny just vacuumed it. She said this sounding kind of sorry for him.

Oh, if you only knew how those words were music to my ears.

Bath

Today was so much fun, but at 9:20pm, I am so exhausted. I'll post more about it later. I was giving the girls a bath tonight and this is the first time I have ever done this:

Buggy Bug: Haha, Mommy, why is Zokey wearing socks?

Yes, I put Zokey in the bath with her socks on! I told you I was exhausted!

Dorks

My kids are full of funny quotes. My son, Sonny is the goofball of the family, but Buggy Bug is the one who is funny, but doesn't even try. Here's a snippet of their conversation in the car yesterday as we drove from Jamba Juice.

They were calling each other dorks, but before I could stop them here's what I heard:

Sonny: What's a dork, Buggy Bug?
Buggy Bug: Someone who likes puppies.
Sonny: No, a dork is someone who wears glasses.
Buggy Bug: Mommy wears glasses.
Sonny: Mommy's not a dork because she wears contacts.
Me: Is mommy a dork?
Buggy Bug: No
Me: Is daddy a dork?
Buggy Bug: Yes. Hahaha.

Kiddie Kwote: A dork is someone who likes puppies.

Stomach

Buggy Bug: Mommy, did you know that everytime I step on Zokey's stomach, she starts laughing?

What?!!? Seriously, I can't take my eyes off of them for one minute!