Needing A Little Space

Reagan (to her brothers):  "Get your OWN planet.  This one's MINE!"

Maw-wige

Reagan:  "Mom, Quinn doesn't like maw-wige 'cuz there's kisses in there".
Mom: "Quinn doesn't want to be married because of kissing?"
Reagan: "Yeah.  'Member a long time ago when you kissed Daddy?"
Mom: "Kissing's okay.  I kiss you.  I kiss Quinn.  You kiss people you love, and I love Daddy, too!"
Reagan: "Quinn doesn't like kisses."

hee hee hee.  We'll see if THAT stays true in another 8 years or so....

Church

Reagan: "Mom, church is boring.  I want to go to the toy room."
Mom: "Reagan, church is very important.  Jesus wants you to come visit him at church."
Reagan: "I will visit him in the toy room.  I was talk to him in heaven while I play with toys."
Mom: "Uh, no.  It's not the same."
Reagan: "I will ask him his phone number when I'm in the play room....."

Her Definitions...

Playing a game of Monopoly today with Quinn and Reagan....

Mom:  "Quinn, it's your turn slow poke."
Quinn: "Slow poke????"
Reagan: "Yeah, Quinn.  Mommy's right.  You're a slow poke!  Like, you know, a poke-y-pine!"
Mom: "Pokey like a porcupine?"
Reagan: "YEAH!"

OK.  Whatever.

She asked me to do it.....

Reagan: "Mom, I marry you when I grow up?'
Mom: "No, sweetie, you can't marry your mama."
Reagan: "WHY?"
Where to start.  Where to end.  Just...NO.
Reagan: "Mom, will you pick a marriage for me?"
Mom: "You want me to pick out someone for you to marry?"
Reagan: "Yes."
Mom: "OK.   I'll pick out someone for you to marry."
Reagan: "Well??  WHO?"
Mom: "I'll pick out someone who loves you with all his heart, and will be your friend forever."
Reagan: "What's his NAME?"
Mom: "I don't know."
Reagan: "Who is him?"
Mom: "I haven't met him yet."
Reagan: "Well, who I marry then?"
Mom: "We're not quite ready for you to get married just yet.  When you're grown up, I'll find someone really nice for you."
Reagan: "Ah-right."

Sisters and Kisses

Reagan, chin in her hand at the dinner table, looking at her brother across from her, eating his mac n cheese.....

"SOOOOOO, Quinn.  You like kisses, right?"

No response.

"QUINN!  I said.... sooooooo, you like kisses, right?"

Quinn, without looking up from his bowl grunts "no I don't".

"Yes, you do.  Because kisses DON'T SUCK.  Right Mom?"

Mom: "Right, Reagan."

"See, Quinn???  Kisses DON'T SUCK!!"

hee hee hee hee hee

Sharing

Reagan: "Mom, does my princess doll have a guardian angel?"
Mom: "I don't think so, sweetie.  Guardian angels protect people and nations - not dolls."
Reagan: "Does puppy have a guardian angel?"
Mom: "I'm not so sure about that, either, Reagan."
Reagan: "I'm going to share MY guardian angel with puppy and my dolly.  They can be 'tected with mine!"
Mom: "I think that's a wonderful idea, little girl."

One Tired Little Girl