Out of the Mouths of Babes

Isla’s vocabulary seems to be growing rapidly these days, and sometimes I wonder where she picks stuff up. The only television she watches for the most part is Sesame Street, so it’s not like she learns bad stuff. Still, sometimes she stuff that comes out of her mouth is downright hilarious. I present to you a new, unscheduled, whenever I have enough gems to make a post, series, Out of the Mouths of Babes.

Me: What would you like for lunch, Isla?
Her: Caesar salad!
Me: We don’t have any!
Her: Oh dear. Umm, pickles!!


Me: *Singing “Ridin’ Dirty” at the breakfast table, because it was stuck in my head*
Her: (With a disappointed look on her face) Mommy? No singing.


While sitting down and relaxing after a nice family dinner with Kyle’s grandparents, aunt & uncle, mom & step dad, Isla was just wandering around and playing by herself when out of the blue for no reason whatsoever …
Her: F*CK!
Everyone: …. *jaws drop then chuckles*


At bedtime just as I’m leaving her room …
Her: Mommy, I need you!
Me: What do you need? (Because usually it’s a stall tactic.)
Her: Umm, welllll … a hug and a kiss.
*Cue my heart melting because how could I deny her that?*

It's a good thing she's cute.

It’s a good thing she’s cute.