I can hear Sarah singing to the laundry as she folds it. I think the words go, “Napkin napkin nappy nay. Napkin napkin nappy nooo. Napkin napkin nappy woooooooah.”
Obviously it’s just the chorus, but it’s got a nice hook.
Margaret Treanor Frey
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Category: Things My Kid Says
I’m not sure what’s happening in the shower right now, but I just heard Sarah rock-and-roll shout, “Don’t stop the lemurs!”
I cut my own food at dinner. (It wasn’t pretty, or efficient, but I did it without hurting anyone.)
Also I drove Sarah to school this morning. It was only my second time behind the wheel in six months (the first being a doctor appointment yesterday).
In Sarah’s own words, it wasn’t scary at all.
S: Do you think, with modern medicine, there will ever be a time when 45 is considered young?
M: …
This is a feelings package. Open it.
‘Porno surfaces may require more than one coat’ #thingsmykidsays
(She was reading a can of spray adhesive. ‘Porous.’)
Sarah wants to be ketchup for Halloween because the neighbor puppy is going as a hot dog.
Mark stepped out for a moment during dinner preparations while Sarah was making the sauce for the fish.
S: Mom, can you open this jar of capers?
M: (sadly) No. No I can’t.
S: (frowns, then holds jar tightly with both hands, braced against counter) I’ll hold. You twist.
*pop*
And dinner was saved.
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