Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Banana.
Banana who?
Knock Knock
…who’s there?
Banana.
Banana who?
Knock Knock.
….Who’s there…?
Arn’t you glad I said orange?!
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Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Joe!
Joe who?
Joes-aren’t you glad I didn’t say fruit?!
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“I saw a girl who had her ears peered in her nose”
(She saw someone with a nose/ septum piercing. )
Also said to me by the same four year old girl today:
“Stop looking at me or I’ll kick you.”
“I think Santa’s calling!”
What does Santa want to talk about?
“I think pants?”
Can I be a princess one day?
“If you eat all your vegetables everyday and wait a long time. “
Today the girl I Nanny for (let’s call her Susie) and I got to school a little bit early after spending the day at the pumpkin patch. There were lots of kids from the other classes playing in the yard while we sat and ate lunch. A gaggle of preschool girls ended up hovering around Susie and I. Slowly but surely it became an unofficial competition for my attention. One girl that I know from Susie’s class commented on my braid and then it was followed by comments from every other girl who just wanted to say something. Suddenly this random (hilarious) preschooler was sitting right across from me, and when there was finally a break in braid talk she slips this in very casual and cool:
“Hey. Can I tell you something my dad made up?”
(not giving me a chance to say yes)
“What do you give to a penguin at a Barbeque? …. Iceburgers.”
I literally laughed hysterically at this dumb joke. This kids got some comedic timing, but I was the only one. After gauging my reaction, Susie needed some attention herself.
“Hey! Hey! What do you call a penguin?!?! ICE!!!!!!”
….and started fake laughing at herself which ensued real laughter from the rest of the girls who had no idea that it wasn’t a thing that made sense.
I just found a piece a paper in my pocket that I accidentally washed.
The 4 year old girl I nanny for loves playing “appointment” and essentially gave me the role of secretary and she was a doctor of sorts, her dolly: the patient. She asked me to “write this down” on a piece of paper from an old address book and I tried to write down exactly what she said:
Princess E-Ora has
HOT PRESSURE for her blood temperature.
Letters 2886
Her needs a Ascription of Squig Medecine for 16-11teen days
” I really like your sparkly hairs” -4 year old referring to my grey hairs. (I’ll take it)
We got babies! And they are too big! Let’s drop them.
(This next section is kind of sing songy and then turns into the tune of “Mary had a little lamb” right around where she starts talking about the Crib/Potty)
Here you go, Here you go Mama,
Baby baby bay-babyyyy. Baby baby bay-babyyyy. Once upon a dayyy in the morning kooossstevay and bows and polishes and POOF and a baby! And a baby’s crib and it’s a potty. And the Baby’s crib and it’s a potty. I’m gonna put her seat belt on, seat belt on, seat belt on!All day long! This is the way we segalife, segalife-a, segalife. This is the way we segalife leaf allll day long! Ho ho ho ho hooo hoho ho ho hoo hooooo hoho hoho hooo. Let me have the baaaaay-beeee.
Mommy! Talk to me. Hi. “Hi baby” Let me have the baby, big sister! Oh. She got dropped.
