In an effort to look on the bright side and ignore the frustrations currently invloved in raising my daughter, I thought I’d share some of the funny things she has said to me lately…
The other day she was holding a toy much like this one:
Which, in case you can’t tell, is a plush hedgehog. The following conversation ensues:
Inara: Moma is this a pinechuck?
Me: No, that’s a hedgehog.
Inara: What’s a hemgehog?
Me: That that you’re holding is a hedghog.
Inara: Is this a pinechuck?
Me: Not, it’s not a porcupine, it’s a hedgehog.
Two days ago Inara walks out into the living room and announces:
Inara: I want a Mr. Potato for Christmas.
Me: You want a potato for Christmas?
Inara: Yeah, a Mr. Potato, with all the stuff in his butt.
Oh, the joys of kids – I guess I need to go find a Mr. Potatoe Head toy now lol