According to Ali

these are a few things heard around my house lately:

 "ali, it's time to take your nap."

"my watch doesn't have a nap time."

"well, mine does."

"you don't have a  watch."

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"ali, do you need to go potty before we leave?"

"no, my tummy says (in a tiny, high pitched voice), "i don't have to go potty!"

"ali, your tummy isn't the one that makes you potty. it's your bladder."

"oh. well my bladder says (in the same high pitched voice), "i don't have to go potty!"

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at supper time, we hear ali from the other room--

"my tummy says, i don't want to eat right now! i just want to walk around!"

and yes, it was in her high pitched voice again.

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sleeping beauties

A picture of one of my sleeping beauties and isms about the other:

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 *When trying to get the 'sleepies' out of Ali's eyes, she asked me what I was doing. I told her I was trying to get the sleepies out of her eyes. She told me to leave her Sleeping Beauties alone...and that Sydney had Belle in her eyes.

*Every time Ali wakes up, she tells us she 'got a dream'. If she wakes up in the middle of the night and comes to our room, she will say the same thing. I tell her to go back to bed and get another dream. She does, no questions asked.

*If you ask Ali what she dreamt about, she will tell you she "Got a dream about camels jumping on my bed." Sometimes, it's cows licking her hair.

Toddler Talk

As defined by Ali Raegan:
(Who, up until a week or two ago, would repeat her name as Ali Bacon Coffee)


chick·en (chĭk'ən)
n.

1. The fleshy part of either side of the face below the eye and between the nose and ear.
2. Something resembling the cheek in shape or position.
3. Either of the buttocks.
4. Impertinent boldness: had the cheek to insult his hosts.

She used to pronounce this as "chicks", but apparently they've grown into chickens.

pis·ton (pĭs'tən) (Also pronounced "peston")
n.

1. 1. A generally disk-shaped fastener used to join two parts of a garment by fitting through a buttonhole or loop.
   2. Such an object used for decoration.
   3. A push-button switch.
   4. The blunt tip of a fencing foil.
   5. A fused metal or glass globule.
   6. In graphical user interface systems, a well-defined area within the interface that is clicked to select a command.
   7. In a hypertext database, an icon that when selected allows a user to view a particular associated object.
   8. An immature, unexpanded mushroom.
   9. The tip of a rattlesnake's rattle.

pock (pŏk)
n.

1.	a shaped piece of fabric attached inside or outside a garment and forming a pouch used esp. for carrying small articles.

2.	a bag or pouch.

3.	means; financial resources: a selection of gifts to fit every pocket.

4.	any pouchlike receptacle, compartment, hollow, or cavity.

5.	an envelope, receptacle, etc., usually of heavy paper and open at one end, used for storing or preserving photographs, stamps, phonograph records, etc.: Each album has 12 pockets.

pink (pĭngk)
v.

1. To make (a picture) with paints.
2. 1. To represent in a picture with paints.
   2. To depict vividly in words.
3. To coat or decorate with paint: paint a house.
4. To apply cosmetics to.
5. To apply medicine to; swab: paint a wound.
6. To shine a laser beam on, especially in order to designate a target for laser-guided munitions.

Syd Things

* Whenever Sydney sees something that she thinks she would like, she'll sweetly ask, "How about me?". She says it in the cutest little way and we can hardly resist...or we'll say, "How ABOUT you?!" and she'll reply with " I like juice (etc), how about me?" I just love it. =)

* This one is not "so cute". In fact, it has the potential to be a little bit embarrassing. My disclaimer is that I have no idea where she heard this...Sometimes when she's talking about a sad situation or something upsetting, she'll say, "It makes me gassy. Makes me cranky. Makes me sad." It makes her gassy?! I know that when we're upset sometimes we get a little bit of a sick stomach, but a 3 year old saying something makes her gassy?! Come on! =)
So the other day, she had just finished getting in trouble for something and I was talking with her afterward about how she can't do this, etc. and she asks, "It makes you gassy, Mommy?" Still a little bit frustrated with her behavior, I say, "Sydney, don't say that--it doesn't even make sense!" ...And then I had to leave the room before I started laughing out loud!

28

Last week, Sydney walked into our room, tiny purse in hand. She pulled out two dollar bills, and in her man voice said, "My 28." We looked at each other in slight disbelief and laughed. Jason said he had put some money on our dresser that had gone missing, but it was more than just a couple of ones.
We asked her to go get more "28." When she came back, she once again (in her man voice) held up her hand and said "28", but it was only a single dollar bill this time.
I guess I should add that Sydney is a professional pick-pocket. She has taken money, a wallet, cell phones, and other items from others' pockets without their knowledge. She's sort of like the cute little circus monkeys...they distract you and then swipe your stuff. It's funny, but I hope it doesn't last! =)