Picking up the girl from Pappy and NayNay

On Friday Ella had Grandparent's Day at school. David and Donyah (her Mommy's parents) came to her school. After school they had the option to take the girl out for the day. Of course they wanted to. Here are the details I got from her on Saturday morning when I picked her up.

Frootie!: So, What did you do with Pappy and NayNay?

Ella: I dunno.

Frootie!: What did you have for dinner?

Ella: I dunno.

Frootie!: ok.

Ella: Well, we did have delicious orange jello.

Time passes.

Ella: Oh, did you know I am going to take riding lessons?

Frootie!: What like motorcycles?

Ella: No! Like horses.

Frootie!: Wow! I am afraid of horses.

Ella: Why?

Frootie!: Because they are big and scary.

Ella: Oh! Look at that house like The White House.

Frootie!: Yeah, Neat. So about those lessons....

Ella: Huh, oh yeah. Well, I don't need lessons. I know how to ride already. Get on. Hold tight. Tell it to go.

Ella: I want a black and white horse. Or just a white horse. That's my favorite color.

Frootie!: Yeah a black and white horse would be awesome. Or you could just ride Abbey. That would be safer.

Ella: Who's Abbey?

Frootie!: *laughing* OUR DOG.

Ella: Who? Dori?

Frootie: No Abbey, the giant black and white great dane.

Ella: Oh. I don't ride dogs.

xxoo,

Frootie!

Why'd you marry Daddy?

Ella: Mommy told me she married Daddy because he was handsome. Why did you marry Daddy?

Frootie!: Well, I married Daddy because ...

Ella: *interrupting* it's because we have a Zaxby's isn't it?

Frootie!: Well that is part of it... *giggle* I married Daddy because he is handsome....

Ella: *interrupting* ew, the handsome stuff again....

Frootie!: And, because he is kind

Ella: *interrupting* ew, that part!

Frootie!: Well it's true! Why do you think Daddy married me?

Ella: Because you were pregnant.

Awesome.

xxoo,

Frootie!

*buuuuuurrrrrp*

Riding home from Lowe's today (after we spent $75 on flowers) Ella let out the loudest most hilarious burp ever. I usually don't laugh, I think it is disgusting for girls to burp loudly in public, but this one was hilarious.

Ella: BbbbbbuuuuuuuUUUrrrRRrrrrPPPPpppp!!

Both: *Giggle*

Frootie!: Holy Crap *giggle* Where did that come from the bottom of your toes?

Ella: No, it came from my Mom. She burps loud too!

xxoo,

Frootie!

The Waterpark

Hey Hilwe! Maybe when it's summer we can go there and party it up.

Sister

Um, Hilwe - I can't believe my sissy is so tiny and cute. She was so giant in your belly.

Fazoli's Prayer

Dear God,

Thank You for all our presents at Christmas. I hope you had a great Christmas. Please let Nora be a pretty baby.

Amen

Tattoos

Last Wednesday we were in Franklin moving the last of my things out of my old house. After we completed that task we went to 2 dinners. One with my parents and one with friends. On the way to Chicago's Pizza we passed a tattoo joint.

Me: Ella, you wanna get a tattoo?
Ella: YEAH!
Prince C: No.
Me: Haha!
Ella: but I want a tattoo Dada.
Price C: what would you get?
Me: ok, if you were getting a tattoo today, where would you get it?
A unicorn. At that place we just passed.
Oh! No, no, on your body, silly.
On my leg. Like daddy. On his ...eking... Hairy leg.
What?!? What are you saying!?!
On my leg. Like daddy's freaking hairy leg.
Price C: oh no! Where did you learn that?
I don't know.
Ok well no more saying it. No more.
Why not? Why can't I say freaking?
Because it's not lady like.
But, it's not a bad word.
Just don't.

It's not been said again - but seriously. Where does a 5 year old hear, "freaking hairy leg"?

Geez.

Kiss kiss,
Frootie!