Alisha: No, you can't poke your chicken with that screwdriver.
Charlotte: It's so messy right here.
Alisha: Then, why don't you pickup.
Charlotte: Well, nevermind. It's not so bad.
Charlotte: Did you know Carley has the movie Cowboy and the Tramp?
Alisha: Haha. No - what's that about?
Charlotte: Well, there was a fire and he blew in there - the man with the mask and it had holes on his eyes and he runned to the fire and he breathed like this [sighs] and said, "Yee-haw!"
Alisha: Makes sense.
Alisha: Who made you so beautiful?
Charlotte: You did.
Alisha: No, God did.
Charlotte: And you made me awesome?
technically, this wasn't spoken, but written, errr - typed...
Joan: [singing] Come, now is the time to worship.
Alisha: What does worship mean?
Joan: [pauses] To just stay with God.
Charlotte: Mom, I have dirty breath.
Alisha: [attempting pigtails] Please be still! PLEASE, Lord - be still!
Charlotte: My name's not LORD!
Charlotte: I look like a saint.
Alisha: Man, why is your ear so dirty? Have you been pouring dirt in it?
Charlotte: No, it's just chocolate.
Charlotte: Dear Simon, I like the smell of your breath.
Showing posts with label Charlotte. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Charlotte. Show all posts
Thursday, November 7, 2013
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Verbatim
I swear I don't make this stuff up. I'm not that clever.
Charlotte: Today I got married.
Alisha: Oh really? To who?
Charlotte: I don't remember.
Alisha: You don't? It's really important to know who you marry. You can't remember his name?
Charlotte: No.
Charlotte: No.
Alisha: Well, what does he look like?
Charlotte: He has brown hair, a black shirt, a black bracelet, white boots, black feet, black eyes, and a black mouth.
Charlotte: He has brown hair, a black shirt, a black bracelet, white boots, black feet, black eyes, and a black mouth.
Alisha: bahahaha. Oh really?
Charlotte: Yeah... He's right behind you.
Alisha:
Other things we know about Carley:
She ate a spider and has a brother named Simon.
She took Charlotte & Gigi to Burger King for fries.
She wears white tights with blue, red, and green stripes.
Charlotte: Guess what? Carley is a mommy, too.
Alisha: She is? I thought she was only four.
Charlotte: Yeah, but now she's five.
Joan: I have bad hiccups
Charlotte: And the bad toots for me.
Alisha: I love you.
Charlotte: Say 'forever.'
Alisha: I love you forever.
Charlotte: I know.
Charlotte: blah, blah, blah (says something indistinctly)
Alisha: What? What did you say?
Charlotte: Oh, nevermind. I was just talking to Peter Pan.
Charlotte: Oh, nevermind. I was just talking to Peter Pan.
Charlotte: When I get home can I change?
Alisha: I guess. Why do you always need to change clothes?
Alisha: I guess. Why do you always need to change clothes?
Charlotte: Oh, I don't know. I'm just... what's the word I'm looking for?
Alisha: Exactly.
Alisha: Charlotte, do you need a kiss?
Charlotte: No. I already have a kiss.
Charlotte: Look, Momma. I drew a picture of you with a purple dress.
Alisha: Oh, you did? That's really good. What's that on the side?
Charlotte: Oh, that's the plank for you to walk off.
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Things we know about Carley
Charlotte's friend, Carley, has a pink bathroom and a broken house - a tree bonked it. That's probably why she recently moved from Sulphur, Louisiana to Starkville, Mississippi.
She's four years old and her mom, Jessiah, has pink finger nail polish and her dad, Brandon, taught Charlotte how to read.
She has a pink water bottle even though her favorite color is green and she broke her finger in the door because it got smashed.
She wrote a song in music class called, "I love you and your songs."
Although she's four, she's in the first grade - but sometimes she doesn't listen.
Her friends are Polly, Locka, and Akaliqua and they gave her a spelling wand for her birthday.
She's taught Charlotte how to do most things, and that's why it's really important for us to know a lot about her. Even if she isn't real.
See-sawing with Carley. 'Cause that's what you do in bathing suits.
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Mostly for the Grands
| Joan adores that little boy |
| Charlotte tolerates him |
| How do we survive without grandparents in town? |
| Joan's first school Mass |
| Charlotte tagged along |
| Joan showed her the ropes |
| Mrs. Ford, Joan's Kindergarten teacher |
| Dressed in uniforms |
| With the Whatleys, doing fan-stuff |
| "We're writing the newspaper." |
| "I just wanted some make-up." |
| First ballet class. Charlotte's trying hard. |
| Fourth position |
| Fifth position |
| First home game of the season |
| Photo shoot sneak peek |
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
before and after
Joan used to be a baby.
And now she's in Kindergarten.
Simon used to be an old grumpy duck.
And now he's cracking up.
Charlotte used to be crazy.
And now... well, maybe she still is.
Alisha: "Who's going to go first?"
Charlotte: "Me! 'Cause I'm the biggest!"
Alisha: "The biggest?"
Alisha: "The biggest?"
Charlotte: "Yeah - of the unicorns."
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Sunday, July 7, 2013
The Birthday Extravaganza
Joan's birthday is May 5th (and I wasn't planning a party at 39-40 weeks pregnant), so we pushed her party back (and Charlotte's July birthday up) to do one big combined party at a local gymnastics studio. Win, win, win.
They were Thing 1 and Thing 2, obvi, which meant I could re-use party decorations for the 3rd time and I could plan the super simple foodies around Dr. Seuss books. Still winning.
Jude's family was already planning to be in town that week and my parents were able to make the trip, too.
They were Thing 1 and Thing 2, obvi, which meant I could re-use party decorations for the 3rd time and I could plan the super simple foodies around Dr. Seuss books. Still winning.
Jude's family was already planning to be in town that week and my parents were able to make the trip, too.
Unfortunately, a few friends couldn't make it, but we had fun with the ones that could!
Happy Birthday, sweet girls!
(Charlotte's three. Not two.)
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