Tag Archives: Vocabulary

On being told to go to sleep: “I am already asleep.” On her parents hugging: “I want you two to spread apart.” On getting a pair of socks for Gabe: “I’ll check in the sock house to see who might … Continue reading →

On why she needs the radio off in the car: “Because I’m just trying to think about ponies, and I want no distraction.” On her pre-use bowl check: “Just looking to see what excitement is in the toilet.” On the … Continue reading →

On things that are easy to say “no” to: “Dad, can I shave Maggie?” On Gabe being done with breakfast: “Let’s get ‘im out and get ‘im running.” On phrases that can be used to interrupt anything your parents are … Continue reading →

On remodeling: “If we turn our house into a tower with no door in it, then probably you can grow my hair long…” On her nutritional plan: “My body just wants me to have cereal or treats.” On starting a … Continue reading →

On observations, humorous: “Wouldn’t it be funny if a sign all pooped its letters out?” On her unraveled cape: “Can you ravel it again for me?” On protecting the anonymity of the villain in a story about school: “I’m going … Continue reading →

On her relationship with her brother, vis a vis Christmas: “I’m the boss. I’m supposed to tell you of the tree.” On why she’s a good guy: “I save people that are, like, falling, or hurt by dragons.” On her … Continue reading →

On a comment that works in support of almost anything she says: “True story.” On why the black leotard is no good: “That one does not have, like, tentacles on the back.” On the entrepreneurial spirit: “Can I sell one … Continue reading →

On variable gender roles while playing pirate: “Ahoy, maid!” On why it’s hard to get to Mars: “Because the street is blocked.” On the proper question to ask about killer whales: “Do they kill?” On crossing the parking lot: “Hurry! … Continue reading →

On hearing about her upcoming make-up swim lesson: “But the make-up might wash off…” On anatomy: “Everyone in the land has bones. Even you, Gabe.” On being told not to poke people with her fork: “Can you poke spoons?” On … Continue reading →

On big sisterly advice: “Don’t ever jump in the pond, because there’s sea turtles in there.” On what she said she’d been planning to tell me for five days: “You’re not my prince. Gabriel is my prince.” On what she’s … Continue reading →