Friday, 6 p.m.
Hubby: Do you need a glass of wine?
Hubby: Do you need a Big Gulp of wine?
Saturday, 8 a.m.
Miss A: My elbow hurts mommy. (She is laying down on the couch and rubbing her forehead.)
Me: Do you mean your temple?
Miss A: Yeah.
Sunday, 7:45 p.m.
Miss C: My sister is the best girl in the world!!!!!!!!! (Hugs Miss A as they both scream with glee while I push them home from the playground in our bike cart.)
Sunday, 8:15 p.m.
Miss A: Mommy is plankton real?
Miss A: Where does he live?
Me: In the ocean. Wait a minute, do you mean Plankton on Sponge Bob?
Miss A: Yeah. (Clearly we are downing the Sponge Bob Kool Aid around here.)
Monday, 3 a.m.
Miss C: MOMMY!
Me: Yes, baby.
Miss C: I didn’t have a nightmare, but my throat hurts really, really bad.
Me: Oh nooooooooooooooooooo.