Monthly Archives: March 2009

Sam: I wish I could drive. Me: Why? Sam: So I could control all the windows.

Uncle Jared: So why is Brooks going to marry you? Does he like being told what to do? Sam: No. I think it’s because I’m cute.

One evening when Momma was working late, I made Sam some fishsticks and green beans. Apparently I did it wrong. Sam: Why did you cut my fishsticks in half? Me: I thought it would be easier for you to eat. … Continue reading →

Sam was about 2 and I had her standing on the vanity in the bathroom. She blurted out the following with no prompting. Sam: Yucky boys, go Cardinals, boo Cubs. I think I shed a little tear.

Sam: Am I four and three quarters? Me: Yes. Sam: Dylan says there’s no such thing as four and three quarters. Me: Well, Dylan is wrong. Sam: Yes! I love being right.

Me: Sam, did you play with Brooks this weekend? Sam: Yes. Me: Did you tell him what to do? Sam: No, I didn’t marry him yet!

Sam: Tomorrow I can’t eat meat but I can eat fish but I like fish because I am a fish.

We were doing hidden pictures one night and one of the items to find was a pie. She was having a hard time finding it. Me: Have you found the pie yet? Sam: (still looking) I found it! Ha ha! … Continue reading →