Recently, something Chloe said had me laughing so hard there were tears rolling down my face and it felt like I could barely breathe. I started jotting down some of the things she said that were cute or funny, or full on something I never wanted to forget. Today, I thought I’d share some conversations with Chloe/s**t my four year old says!
Chloe overheard me talking with Freja and Tom about tickets for the Wiggles concert going on sale the next day and before bed we had this talk:
Chloe: “Mommy, are you buying us Wiggles tickets?”
Me: I’m going to try my best.
Chloe: Maybe try more than just your best.
…nothing like a bit of pressure!
Chloe: Are you going to sleep in my bed all night?
Me: Probably not, but I’ll stay here until you fall asleep.
Chloe: Stay in my bed all night. And if I wake up and you’re not in my bed, I’ll find you. I know where your bed is.
…sure enough, she crawled into our bed at 3am.
Chloe: I miss kid alcohol.
Me: Mocktails, Chloe! You miss mocktails!
“And let me tell you, if she calls, I’m not taking her call! Not even on a Peppa Pig phone.”
And the Daytime Emmy Award for Outstanding Leading Actress in a Drama Series goes to…
Chloe: When is Botus coming?
Me: Otis?
Chloe: No. I want another brother named Botus.
Chloe: I’m going to be the loudest kid at The Wiggles concert.
Me: Somehow I don’t doubt that.
After scoring tickets to The Wiggles, the next thing on my list was to buy the kids costumes to wear!
Me: Do you like your Wiggles outfit?
Chloe: Am I Emma or Tsehay?
Me: Well, we have a yellow skivvy. They both wore yellow. But we have a skirt like Emma, and we have a sunflower crown like Tsehay.
Chloe: Ugh. When you make up your mind, let me know.
I was getting Chloe’s bed ready to tuck her in and a spider ran across it. As quickly as possible, I ripped my slipper off my foot, smacked the spider and brushed it to the floor.
Chloe: What was that?
Me: It was just a little bug, Sweetie.
Chloe: Don’t lie, that thing had eight legs!
During a video call with Grammie, Chloe was being super hyper…
Grammie: What has gotten into you?
Chloe: MOJITOS!
Are mocktails all Chloe remembers from our Christmas cruise?
Chloe was watching a movie on her tablet and asked if she could eat her dinner in her room. I brought her a plate of fries, she was sitting in a dinosaur tent turned into a blanket fort, with stuffed animals all around her:
“Ha! I’m like a teenager!”
Chloe: Mommy, these are Muppets.
Me: I know.
Chloe: No. No, you don’t know! Let me teach you about The Muppets.
Me: Oh Otis, you stinker!
Chloe: He smells worse than the dog.
Chloe: What does SWKIGFTR spell?
Me: I don’t know, what?
Chloe: No. Not what? Tell me.
“When I was your age, I was allowed to stay up late.”
Me: Otis is trying to copy you because he thinks you’re so cool.
Chloe: I’m not cool.
Me: You’re cool.
Chloe: Do you even know what cool means?
I walked in on Chloe playing with Otis’ Peppa Pig phone…
Chloe: “Hey Grumps, what’s up? Hey Grammie Gram, what’s up? Hey K…um… K other letter, what’s up?”
Me: KJ?
Chloe: Umm, I’m actually making a different call now.
Chloe: Can I have a chocolate treat?
Me: Did Daddy say no?
Chloe: Did you ask me if he said no or did you hear him say no?
Chloe: I’m going to get my own Netflix
Me: Are you going to pay for it yourself?
Chloe: No. Just use your little card.
There’s an episode of Modern Family where Claire says “Put it on the plastic!” And every time Chloe tells me to pay for something, that’s all I can hear!
Chloe: What is this?
Me: It’s my drink
Chloe: Can I have some?
Me: I’m sorry, you can’t. There’s alcohol in it.
Chloe: Here, you have a sip…
*I take a little sip*
Chloe: aww, you love alcohol
“If you go away, we can relax.”
Chloe: Hey, hey, why are dinosaurs extinct?
Me: Well…
Chloe: No! Because their eggs stink!
And then there’s this beauty from last night…
Chloe and I went for a walk along a path near our house and and she saw cockatoos and said she wanted to find a cockatoo feather. My first response was, “Well, I can’t make them drop feathers!” However, I promised I would keep my eyes open and after a white butterfly flew past (if you know, you know) I spotted one, and then another, and then another, and then another! We got home and Tom didn’t want her playing with dirty bird feathers in the house (understandable), so she was playing with them in the backyard and Charlie stole one, and she started screaming bloody murder so Tom had to bring her to her room to calm down. I went in a few minutes later and we were discussing the situation, which ended with:
“…And the fucking dog stole my cockatoo feather. And Daddy’s mad at me and I’m mad at the dog and you’re like ‘it’s ok’”
I am happy to say that I am working on two videos. But until those are ready, here’s a quick glimpse at our apple picking adventure yesterday!
This Little Nest 