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Danica: "I am a beautiful princess and Mommy is the queen!"
Daddy: "And what am I?"
Danica: "And Daddy is the prince!"
Daddy: "But I should be King, right?"
Danica shakes her head and says, "No, no. You're the prince."
Daddy won't give up. "But if I'm married to Mommy, then I'm the king."
I helpfully point out that just because he's married to Mommy, who is Queen, doesn't necessarily make him King. And I get shushed.
But I'm still the Queen and apparently he's just my consort.
 
From the Playpen 10/01/2009
 
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Today my daughter is in one of her many dress-up outfits. She runs up to my husband and asks,"How do I look?"

He says, "You look gorgeous!"

And she says, "That's my favorite answer."

 
D Isms 09/30/2009
 
My daughter's name, Danica, is often shortened by me to "D" when I write, so I thought D-isms would be a great way to categorize her funny one-liners.

So here are some I've heard lately:
"Mommy, my shirt is dirty. You can just put it in the dishwasher to clean it."

"I feel much more better."

"I look fablious"

"B starts with butterfly"
 
 
So my husband heard this joke on a podcast called Rawrcast (for those who love World of Warcraft beyond playing the game), and he decided to tell it to our 3 1/2 year old. I found her delivery funny - & hope you will, too - so I videotaped her. The subtitle on the punchline is a little hard to read so I've posted it below the video link.
Punchline - Brown Chicken, Brown Cow (sounds like Bow Chicka Wow Wow)
 
 
Lately my toddler has given me insight into just how the younger set tracks time and while different than my approach, there still is some logic to it.

The other day she asked me to help her dress her doll and I said "Just give me two seconds" and she promptly replied with "One, two. Now can you help me?"

So I've had to resort to saying "Give me a few minutes" which buys me some time because she doesn't fully grasp the concept. However, she gets it enough to say "That's a lot of minutes."

And today while we were leaving a playdate she wanted to see her friend again. I told her we'd see her friend again next week. She said, "That's a lot of days!"
Yeah, I guess for her, 7 days is a lot of days.
 
 

The following is the conversation between my husband and my 3-year-old:
Toddler: Daddy, why do you have to go to work?
Daddy: Well, where do you think we get all this stuff?
Toddler: From the store.
Daddy: And how do we buy this stuff from the store?
Toddler: With money.
Daddy: And where does the money come from?
Toddler: From the store.
Daddy: No, from working.
Toddler: Oh! Good thinking, Daddy.

 
 

So my daughter says to me, "Mommy, you can be a princess today!"

I didn't know it was that easy. So I'm sitting here waiting for the creatures of the forest to help clean my house and make me a beautiful dress to wear. And I'm wondering why Prince Charming has to go to work instead of staying home with me to make me feel like royalty.

Ah, but the transformation isn't that easy as my daughter then tells me to be a princess, I have to wear lipstick. (Where did she get that from?) For those who don't know me, I hardly wear makeup and lipstick isn't worn too often. Out of curiosity I looked for some lipstick and nope, none in the house.

So no royal ball for me tonight but the upside is I don't have to squeeze into a ballgown or glass slippers that would probably hurt my feet anyway. I can just chill in my PJ's and wait for my prince to bring me ice cream and give me a massage. Hey I have to keep some part of my fairy tale!

 
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