funny girl

lately, allie has been cracking us up with her dramatic flair.  she doesn’t mean to be funny with what she says, but sometimes phil and i can’t help but look at each other after she tells us something and bust out laughing.  i’m sure she doesn’t appreciate this when she’s being serious, but really, how could you not laugh with these little gems:

allie begins crying in the bathroom.  phil goes over to ask what’s wrong.  allie says, “mikey hurt me and now i’m…  i’m… [big sob]  damaged.”  (note: mikey was nowhere in the vicinity at the time).

lately, allie’s taken to calling me “mama”.  so phil asked her, “how come you call mommy ‘mama’ but you don’t call me ‘dada’?”  allie’s reply, “because your name is phil, dad.” 

allie, lauren, and i are laying on the bed together.  allie tries to play with lauren but is being a little too rough with her.  i scoot lauren over closer to me and allie notices this and says, “mama, you’re not sharing your baby with me and that’s NOT NICE!  so, buh-bye!”  a few moments later, she returns and asks, “mama, can you share your baby with me now?”  i say, “yes allie, but remember to be gentle.”  exasperated, she says, “but mommy, i AM being dental!”

one more…  i was pretending to bite allie’s cheeks (really, can ya blame me?) and allie in all seriousness said to me, “mommy, don’t eat me.  i’m not a food!”

yes, she keeps us in stitches every day.

ps- pics from allie’s cupcake party are coming next!