So my Melody keeps playing Baby and Dixie keeps playing Daddy. We were on the Chick-Fil-A playground with a former coworker and her son and Daddy is changing Baby's diaper. The only problem is that Melody doesn't wear diapers, so she was bare-bootied, spread-eagle on the playground in all her glory.
Melody and Dixie are in a very silly stage.
Whenever they sing songs, they like to sing Polly Put the Cantaloupe (in lieu of Polly Put The Kettle On) or, on London Bridge, 'build it up with granola bars.'I guess they don't know what iron is.
They're talking about apples and calling each other apples. so Dixie busts out with, 'Yeah, well your mama is an apple!" As soon as I cleaned up what I snorted out, I corrected her to 'yo mama.'Ahhh, her first yo mama joke. Enough to make a mama proud!
I call my mom everyday with a quote from one or both of my girls. They're both three. Here are today's 'pearls:'
Melody: If I fart out of my bottom, why do I say 'excuse me' out of my mouth?"
(Same reason that if you sass outta your mouth, you get spanked on your bottom.)
Dixie: My finger is big. It fits in my nose, but not in Charlie's."
(You know why monkeys have big nostrils? Because they have big fingers.)