Thursday, December 2, 2010

Garrulous and Gregarious

Kenly talks or sings from the time she wakes up until the time she goes to bed. At times she can be a bit whiny, but most of her chatter is highly entertaining. Here are some recent conversations that must be preserved for all eternity.


While trying to potty last night, Kenly was flipping through a magazine. She got to an article and proudly proclaimed, "I know what this says."

Me: Oh really. What does it say?
Kenly: (pointing at the words) It says right here. I love Mommy. And right here. I love Daddy.
Me: Oh. That is really nice. Right here it says I love Kenly.
Kenly: No Mommy. It doesn't say I love me. I'm just a plain Kenly Shae.

I love my plain Kenly Shae. I wouldn't have her any other way.


Kenly, Adam, and I had all just crawled into bed for story time. The fact that I was late on returning the library books hit me like a ton of bricks.
Me: Oh Poop.
Kenly: What's the matter Mommy? What smells like poop?
Me: Sorry sweetie. That was not a nice thing for mommy to say. I'm going to try not to say that any more, okay?
Kenly: You smell like poop.

And just to prove that I'm still letting phrases slip that I shouldn't.....

Today we were all riding in the car together. Adam was recounting an event from the day when I proclaimed, "Holy crap." (I shudder to even type this.)

I hear this from the backseat...
Kenly: Holy crab, Daddy.
Me: I'm so sorry sweetie. Mommy really shouldn't have said that either. It's not a nice thing to say.
Adam: Yeah. Let's say Holy cow, okay?

Having a highly verbal child is an eye opening experience for me. Hearing her mimic me really makes me want to be a much better person. After all, out of the overflow of the heart, the mouth speaks.

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