Well I’m back after a week long hiatus. After celebrating four different Christmases with family, my house looks like a dirty clothes/new toys bomb exploded in every room. I have yet to look at the 4 billion pictures we took over Christmas. I’ve got quite a bit of catching up to do [housework, picture browsing, sending out Happy New Year cards in lieu of late Christmas cards, and sleep], so I thought I’d start the week off with a good little laugh. Here’s the latest Finannigans:
[To Audrie’s friend] You can spend the night all day!
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But Audrie, you already saw that tomorrow!
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My crazy towel is defeating me!
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Mom, I’m a little bit frustrated with my letters.
Mom, I’m a little bit frustrated with cleaning up.
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Finn: Mom, who’s coming over?
Me: No one.
Finn: Then why are you vacuuming?
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After passing by a place that smelled strongly of sulphur, Finn said: That smells ugly…maybe it’s Daisy. [his grandma’s dog]
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Holding out his arms, wanting me to fix his sleeves: Mom, can you roll up my britches?
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Finn: Why is that lady hiding under a blanket with her big tummy?
Me: Well she is growing babies in her tummy.
Finn: Maybe everybody eats babies.
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Mom, don’t take a picture of me because I have snot on my nose.
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Every night, after we put Finn in bed, he calls me back into his room to tell me something. Here’s what he told me one particular night, in a sleepy stupor:
Finn: Mom, I’m a little bit sad.
Me: Why are you sad?
Finn: Mom,I just like to eat food.
Me: I know you like to eat food.
Finn: Mom, I’m a little bit scared.
Me: Why are you scared?
Finn: Mom, I just like to play all day.
Me: You can play all day tomorrow.
Finn: I still love you.
Me: I still love you, too.
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Finn: Maybe we can drive to Denver and cut down a Christmas tree and put it on the roof of our car and tie it on with a rope to the roof of our car.
Me: Then what would we do with it?
Finn: Then we would take it off our car and put it in a sack.
Me: In a sack?
Finn: Yeah, we can put it standing in a sack like in Audrie’s book.
Me: Oh, okay. Then what would we do with it?
Finn: We would decorate it with ornaments and a star like our other Christmas tree and put it in our house.
Me: Where would we put it?
Finn: We can put it…outside. We can put it in front of our wall.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dad, you need to make a fire because my back isn’t warm anymore.
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[handing me the phone] Mom, you need to call Santa right now and tell him that I want an iron and a surfboard.
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[Sitting on his huge stuffed dog]
Mom, I’m on a ship and these are the ear shooters, and I shoot bullets out of the puppy nose cannon.
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“Mom, do you want to hear this from Charlie Brown? ‘Ohh Brrother’.“
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Jonathan: Finn, how many fingers do you have?
Finn carefully counts his ten fingers
Finn: and I have two legs and two feet and one hair.
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Finn: Our jeep at MiMi's house is broken.
Jonathan: It is?
Finn: Yeah, the battery is dead.
Jonathan: Maybe we can fix it.
Finn: Yeah, you can take your tools to MiMi's house and fix the battery, and i will get in it, and audrie will get in it, and we will put our seatbelts on, and i will drrrriiiive!
[Finn on Smurfs]
Mom, that’s Gardenale. He has a cat named Azrael. Azrael likes to chase the Smurths. And that’s Grainy Smurth. Grainy Smurth is sad because he has no one to help him put up his books.
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When I was a little baby I had a dream about socks that floated over to me.
And when I was growed up, I had a dream about Disneyworld!
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Finn’s not the only one that has something to say around here…these are Audrieisms:
Jonathan: What superhero would you be?
Audrie: Not wonder woman. i don't want to wear a bra and panties and fly around.
Jonathan: How about spider-man?
Audrie: That could be fun. ooh, or how about caterpillar-woman?
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------[After being outside barefoot in the cold] Mom, my feet are isolated.
Me: Isolated?
Audrie: Yeah. Doesn’t that mean frozen?
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------In Sunday School…
Mrs. Taffinder: Does anyone know what “naught” means?
Audrie: Doesn’t it mean being bad, like you’re naughty?
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Oh these kids…they’re pure joy!
xo
nessa dee
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