Amarisms
During a nap, I threw away the remnants of Amaris' pizza lunch. Upon waking, she went to the table, saw her empty plate and said, "Oh no! My food's gone! I'm hungry!"
I laughed and told her nobody likes old pizza. And then I said, "What would you like instead?"
"Cucumbers!"
"Cucumbers? Really?"
"Yee-ah!" (She always sounds like Flava-Flave when she says "yeah".)
"Okay, I'm not going to argue."
So I cut her up a cucumber and put it on her plate. She sat down with it excitedly. Two bites later she says, "Mommy, I no want any more."
I said, "You can't waste it! What if I show you a cool trick, will you try to eat some more then?"
"Yee-ah!"
I grabbed the bottle of Ranch dressing out of the fridge while she watched and then she said, "Mommy, what's that?"
"Magic," I said.
"No it's not, it's dip!"
Smart ass.
Whatever though, she's eating her cucumber now without complaint. Every bite doused in magic. I mean, dip.
April 11, 2009 at 8:28 PM
Lol, that reminds me of my niece Rubi. She loves ANYTHING dipped in ranch.