My sweet little Bimmer is getting to be quite the comedian these days. Or, I'm just her mom and everything she says is adorable and sweet. I won't make this a super regular habit, but I had to post a few of my favorite quips lately...
In my car, driving to school...
Bimmer: I go in Daddy's vertible!!!!! ::tears::
Mommy: Honey, you can't fit in Daddy's vertible. You're in Mommy's car. Do you want your window back?
Bimmer: Yay! My window back!!! ::giggles::
Bimmer: Mommy window back?
Roll my window down
Bimmer: ::giggles:: Mommy, this fun!
Mommy: Bimmer, did you go poop?
Mommy: Are you lying?
Bimmer: No, Mommy. I'm a tiger!
While trying to get her dressed one morning:
Bimmer: NO LIKE THIS SHIRRRRRRRT!!!! ::epic tantrum::
I fight and put the shirt on her. Twenty minutes later while getting into car:
Bimmer: Mommy!!! ::huge smiles:: This a pretty shirt!
Mommy: ::in my head:: You are such a bitch.
She was climbing on my lap, so I started to tickle her and she rolled over on to her stomach. I was smacking her little hiney:
Bimmer: ::giggles:: No hiney!
Mommy: You're my punkin-butt. I'm gonna get that punkin-butt.
Bimmer: No punkin-butt, Mommy!
Mommy: No punkin-butt? Then what?
Bimmer: Um... stinky butt!
She came in from outside getting the mail. She had a AAA travel magazine in her hand.
Bimmer: ::studying the front cover of the magazine::
Bimmer: ::handing me the magazine:: I go on uh-cation.
Walking into Target for the 40,000th time in her short life...
Bimmer: No like this Target.
Mommy: What? You love Target.
Bimmer: No like this red Target. Go to blue Target.
Mommy: Where do you live?
Bimmer: The White House.
Mommy: Do you live with the President?
Bimmer: No, Mommy Daddy!!!
Mommy: Do you know who the president is?
Mommy: How do you know that?
Bimmer: Brady read book my class.