why i am not even going to look:

*bang* *bang* *boom*

me: please stop whatever you are doing!
tegan: i'm not breaking my body, mom!

elementary, dear watson

tegan: kylinn hit me.
me: well just give her some space- she just woke up.
tegan: I can't. I have to be a brother.

overheard...

kylinn: when mommy was a little girl, she had two babies in her tummy, and when she grew up, i just got to come out first.

tegan: ohhhhhhhhh. mommy had a really big tummy.

i swear we didn't teach him that.

allow me to set the scene: when adam got home from work, tegan ran and grabbed a beer from the fridge.i don't know why. adam rarely has beer to begin with.

tegan: here's your brewski, dad
adam: uh, thanks tegan
tegan: mom, you can't have it.
me: why not?
tegan: it's too spicy for you. we are boys and we have penises and we can drink brewskis.

cows, we're remarkable cows...

tegan: milk comes from cows
me: yes. and where do happy cows come from?
tegan: wisconsin. (and then very seriously, he asked) where do mad cows come from?
me: england!


seriously. i couldn't resist.

the trouble with childrens car seats:

tegan: ow! ow! it's squishing me!
adam: your car seat keeps you safe.
tegan: it's smashing my arms. and my tummy. and my penis.

god's neat; let's eat!

tegan: i went to church.

adam: you did?!?
tegan: yeah. with granny and papa.
adam: what did you learn?
tegan: cookies. and crackers...

aren't we swanky...

ky: gramma, why did you sleep over?
gramma: because there were big storms.
me: did you sleep well?
gramma: yeah, because i didn't have to lay in bed and wonder if i should lay on the floor instead.
ky: why would you lay on the floor?
me: gramma has a "michigan basement" she would have to go outside to her basement when it storms.
ky: oh. we just go downstairs and watch tv.

well that is just... superb.

me: "kylinn, if you are good -all day- i will give you a surprise tonight"
ky: "what is it?"
me: "i can't tell you- it's a surprise"
ky: "well that's not fair! i don't even know if i'm going to be good yet!!!"

my delicate little fleur...

ky: mom, what kind of flowers are these?
me: peonies
ky: panties??? like my panties???
me: no, peony. pee-oh-nee. not panty.
ky: so are these peonies? (holding up her panties)
me: no, those are panties.
ky: are the flowers panties or peonies?
me: peonies. oh, never mind.

we're serious!

i found this in the kitchen today...
it seems that our little artist has a problem with the canine variety.

tegan has a sense of humor, too

(scene: living room, first thing this morning.)

tegan: ouch! pee pee hot! diaper off!
me: tegan, do you need a new diaper?
tegan: amen!

throwin' her for a loop

(superfreak playing softly in the background on the way to school)

ky: mom! he is not singing the right words!!!
me: huh?
ky: this is mine and tegan's song. not superfreak.



yes, another proud parent moment.

thankfully, my daughter is not a cyclops.

ky: it's a good thing i have two eyes.
me: why is that?
ky: because i can put one eye on the book and one eye on the t.v.

why so weird?

ky: "mom, is it national pillow spray day?"

the infamous annual letter to santa:

4 December 2008

Santa Claus
North Pole

Dear Santa Claus,

My name is Kylinn Vanover. I am 4 years old. I love you so much. You’re the best Santa in the whole world. I was just a little bit bad so I can still get presents. I will try to be better before Christmas. For Christmas, I like ride-on cars, so I would like to get one like a Jeep. I dotted a lot of toys in the toy book. I would like a girl Teddy Bear named Lisa. I just made that up. I would like Hannah Montana “Pop Star” with a wig and a dance mat. I dotted for a dinosaur because it was so cute and some Barbie’s and a house. I would also like a Pegasus with Dora and some things for the bathtub. I like girl things like a pony and a Wow Wee Alive Lion Cub. We also need more Band-Aids.

My brother, Tegan, is almost 2. I love him. He would like a dinosaur and Batman and a dump truck. He really likes superheroes. Thank you.

I really love Rudolph. He’s my favorite, favorite, favorite reindeer. So Santa, I really know how your feelings are if you’re mad or upset or happy. I promise that I do know how to be good and I will really try to be good now. This came from Kylinn and Tegan and our kitties.

Thank you, Santa.
Love,

Kylinn E. Vanover
(link to the letter from last year)

perhaps we party too much

kylinn made a "teepee torch" at school today.

tegan is 21 months

and very, very funny.

me: what does a horse say?
tegan: "neigh"
me: what does an elephant say?
tegan: "rrrrrrrrrrrr"
me: what does a cow say?
tegan: "moooooo oink oink"
me: what does a pig say?
tegan: "pig pig"
me: what does a chicken say?
tegan: "chick chick"
me: what does a mouse say?
tegan: mouth?
me: okay, what does a mouth say?
tegan: "ice cream"

not quite the word i had in mind

(scenerio: upstairs after cooking a delicious dinner which we all enjoyed, btw)

me: hmm, it doesn't smell like fajitas, the house smells like...
ky: crap?

it figures

me: "kylinn, do you want to be a wolverine or a spartan when you grow up?"
ky: "ooohh!!! i want to be a sparkle!!!"