Bethany turned 4 years old on Tuesday April 6th 2010 and already
I have a page full of Bethany-isms.
Here they are for your enjoyment:
She threw up on the eve of her birthday and the next morning she asks about the contents of the bucket:
B- Is my throw up dry now?
M- Probably not.
B- Maybe probably so.
During the rainy commute:
B - Mom! Look at the mist coming off the tires of the semi truck!
M - Do you see it misting onto the windows of the car?
B - Yes. Do our car tires do that too?
M - Yes.
B - Oh. Do all cars do that?
M - Yes.
B. Oh.
Cuddled up on my lap-
B- Did Heavenly Father build your lap just for me?
We've both been fighting colds and coughs for awhile -
M- We’ll just lie around today because we’re sick.
B - Yeah! Like maniacs.
B- I wish turtles had bellybuttons.
M- How come?
B- ‘Cause then turtles could be people. And people could be turtles! Is that a good trick?
M- That’s a good trick.
B - haaaaa
Driving around and around a parking lot looking for the spot where the Krispy Kreme fundraiser is -
M - (mumbling quietly or so I thought) - Where’s the damn tent!?
B- (spotting the tent) There’s the damn tent mom!!!!
