Kiki was feeling possessive of a kickball as Steve, Rowan and I kicked it around the kitchen.
"Don't kick my ball!!!"
"Why not?"
"It's decoration. You can't kick decoration!"
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Halloween Day
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Halloween try-outs
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
Kiki Does Impressions
Uncle Steve said:
"Kiki, we need to put a diaper on you."
Kiki happily replies:
"I gotta put a diaper on.
So Halbi (grandfather) doesn't say:
'Shit. You no have diaper!' "
"Kiki, we need to put a diaper on you."
Kiki happily replies:
"I gotta put a diaper on.
So Halbi (grandfather) doesn't say:
'Shit. You no have diaper!' "
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
You are a Blue Germ
Kiki walked up to me while I was working and said, "We ate chook (Korean rice gruel)."
I said, "That's good. Did you eat it all?"
"No, it's in the fridge."
"Oh, OK. That's a good place to put it. Do you know why?"
"No."
"If you leave it out, germs will think it's dinner time and start to eat it. But, if you put it in the fridge, they won't."
"I don't like germs."
"I know. That's why we put the food in the fridge. We don't want the germs to eat it. We want to eat it."
"You're a germ!"
"No, you are. You're a Kiki germ."
"You're a daddy germ."
"What color germ am I?"
"You're a blue germ."
"What about Rowan?"
"He's a purple germ."
"How about you?"
"I'm a blue germ. Mama's a black germ. Uncle Steve is a white germ. Halbi (grandpa) is a black germ."
"Are you a hard germ or a squishy germ?"
"I dunno."
"Here, lemme check and find out." I picked her up and started tickling her. She squealed and squirmed loose, then ran off to the kitchen yelling, "Maaama, you're a germ!"
I said, "That's good. Did you eat it all?"
"No, it's in the fridge."
"Oh, OK. That's a good place to put it. Do you know why?"
"No."
"If you leave it out, germs will think it's dinner time and start to eat it. But, if you put it in the fridge, they won't."
"I don't like germs."
"I know. That's why we put the food in the fridge. We don't want the germs to eat it. We want to eat it."
"You're a germ!"
"No, you are. You're a Kiki germ."
"You're a daddy germ."
"What color germ am I?"
"You're a blue germ."
"What about Rowan?"
"He's a purple germ."
"How about you?"
"I'm a blue germ. Mama's a black germ. Uncle Steve is a white germ. Halbi (grandpa) is a black germ."
"Are you a hard germ or a squishy germ?"
"I dunno."
"Here, lemme check and find out." I picked her up and started tickling her. She squealed and squirmed loose, then ran off to the kitchen yelling, "Maaama, you're a germ!"
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