Tuesday, September 28, 2010

It really really pretty!

(Daddy is frustrated with Claire.)
Alex: Claire's frustrating you, right?
Daddy: Yeah.
Alex: And I'm not!
Daddy: Yeah.


(Alex and Claire come home from school.)
Daddy: Hi, buddy.
Alex: Claire wants to get some money from you.


(Alex plays in his bed during nap time.)

(Alex sings to the tune of Row, Row, Row Your Boat.)
Alex (singing): Brush, brush, brush your teeth, but not with a boot
Alex (singing): Stickers is really cute!

Alex: Doc, can you hear me? I'm trying to get out of this building? Can you help me?
Alex: Okay. I'll push the door (lock?). Okay. There you go!


Alex: I'm gonna be Buzz Lightyear for Halloween!
Mommy: Yeah?
Alex: I love Buzz Lightyear, he's pretty!
Daddy: He's what?
Alex: Buzz Lightyear's pretty.


Alex: Claire, would you rather live in a banana (mumble), or a James Bond movie?


Alex: This is Miss Spivey. Alex is Miss Spivey. And Claire is Miss Wilson. She's Miss Wilson.
Claire: I'm not Miss WIlson. I'm Claire.
Alex: You're Miss WIlson.
Claire: No.
Alex: You're Miss WIlson.
Claire: No.
Alex: Daddy's Miss Wilson!
(Claire does not respond.)
Alex (whispering): Daddy’'s Miss WIlson.
Claire: No!!


(Daddy gives Alex & Claire two “special treats” -- fruit chews -- apiece, in reward for blowing their noses really well.)
Alex: You gave us two special treats, just like we have two nostrils!


Mommy: What did you eat for lunch, Claire?
Claire: Um… food!


Claire: Look, Daddy! A seed!
Daddy: Yeah!
Claire: It really really pretty.
(Daddy laughs.)
Claire (still admiring it): Wow.


Mommy: Hey Alex, what should we eat for dinner?
Alex: I think pizza.
Claire (to herself): I think pizza.
Mommy: You want pizza?
Alex: Yeah.
Claire (to herself): Yeah.


(Claire is getting ready for bed with Daddy.)

Claire: Look, Daddy, I got this boat!
Daddy: Yeah!
Claire: From the bath!
Daddy: Yeah!
Claire: It really really pretty!

(Claire looks out the window.)
Claire: It’s really really dark, Daddy.
Daddy: Yeah.
Claire: It's dark dark dark.
(Pause.)
Claire: It dark, dark.
Claire: Daddy, it dark dark.
Daddy: Yeah.

Claire: It dark, dark, dark.
Claire: Dark, dark, dark.
Claire: Dark, dark, dark.
Claire: It dark, dark, dark.
Claire: Dark, dark, dark.

Claire: Boat on your face, Daddy.
Daddy: What?
Claire: Boat on your face.

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