The Monkey Song

Makayla's nickname is Monkey. For Christmas we gave her a new bedsheet covered in monkeys with bubble gum. Dominic made up a song, which all the kids like, to get Makayla excited about her soon-to-be present. Now it's her:

Monkey Song

There's no gum where the monkeys come from
(Not even Dentyn!)
There's no gum where the monkeys come from
(They live in the jungle)
There's no gum where the monkeys come from
(They like pink :)
So when they come here they always ask you for some

It's all a matter of perspective

 Me: "Why do you have a dishrag on your head?"

Makayla: "It's not a dishrag. It's a hat!"

Mom: "You're getting so big, Honey!"
Makayla: "I not big, I little."
Mom: "Don't you want to be big like your brothers and sisters?"
Makayla: "No."
Mom: "Do you want to be small because everyone else is big?"
Makayla: "Yes. I little."

Makayla will be 3 years old on Monday

Don't beep the nose!

When Samuel was a baby, he would stick out his tongue when we tapped his nose and say, "beep." It became a thing with all the babies and has persisted as the kids have grown. They like to beep my nose, too.

During family home evening we were discussing the ancient apostles after Christ's ascension. I asked a tricky question, and Benjamin got it. "Beep beep beep! That's right!" I said, as I stretched my arm out and pretended to tap his nose.

"Here, I'll beep him for you," offered Dominic, who was sitting next to him.

As soon as Dominic tapped his nose, Benjamin said in a robotic monotone, "You have activated the self-destruct button."

Global Observations

Rachel sat down in front of our old globe. "So," she said, "this is what the Earth looks like, but without all the words and letters."



Elisa's turn, and she was carefully looking over the globe. She stopped spinning it and pointed to the Galapagos islands. "This is where the mermaids live." I don't know why she chose it, but that seems like an appropriate place.
"How do you know?" I asked.
"Ariel told me," she answered in all seriousness.

A Conversation with Makayla

Makayla: *sneeze*
Mom: "Bless you, Makayla."
Makayla: "I didn't sneeze. You did."
Mom: "No I didn't, you did."
Makayla: "No I didn't, you did."
Dad: "You sneezed, Makayla."
Makayla: "No I didn't, Daddy. You did."
Dad: "You sneezed, silly girl."
Makayla: "I not silly! I Makayla!"

Q and A

Benjamin: "Samuel, I have a question."
Samuel: "I have an answer. Let's see if they match."
Benjamin: "What are you doing?"
Samuel: "Crazy. Oh darn, they don't match."

Where does she come up with these things?

Makayla walked up to me and said, "Look. Ow, ow, ow," as she hit her head.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm ow-ing." Of course. How obvious. I should've guessed that.

"Ow, ow, ow," she continued, thoroughly amusing herself.