A Time to Laugh

Because I really needed to laugh and maybe you do too, I thought I’d share. While not my typical post, my ten-year old was on fire last week with the funnies. What made her words all the more hilarious, was that she wasn’t trying to be humorous. So, I present to you, out of the mouths of babes…

1. I overheard her painting her nails with her older sister:

“I wish I had six toes because then I could paint them rainbow.” (because why not add an extra toe just to be able to paint them prettier!?)

2. Seriously upset that someone would do such a thing, she asks:

“Who put a toenail in my sock!?!?” (as if someone would intentionally place their own toenail there)

3. My daughter: “Mommy why’d you buy Charly a mullet?”

Me: “A muzzle, honey. I bought him a muzzle to go to the vet.”

4. And she pops this question on me the other night:

“Do you wanna be called Momzilla or Mama Bear?”

Me: “Umm…what would make you think I’d wanna be called Momzilla?”

My Daughter: “I was looking up cool nicknames for moms and there was Momzilla, Mommy-o and Mama Bear.”

Me: “Yeah, definitely not Momzilla.”

(Apparently she didn’t know who Godzilla was)

a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, -Ecclesiastes 3:4