Thursday, March 19, 2009

I haven't been feeling very inspired to write lately. Here are a few Charlotte-isms to get you through until my muse decends once again.

Jeff, Charlotte and I are sitting downstairs. The sounds of Sam stretching and groaning as he wakes up come over the monitor. One sound is particularly funny, and sounds especially anguished, and I say: Was that Sam?
Charlotte: (she insists on calling Sam "Walter") Walter.
Jeff: Yep. That was him. Old Man Walt.
Pause. Then,
Charlotte: Walter isn't old! Walt is new! Walt is a brand-new baby!

Charlotte and I are playing at the toddler open-gym. She sees a pregnant woman.
Charlotte: What does that lady have in her tummy?
Jana: She has a baby in her tummy. Just like mommy did.
Charlotte: And your tummy is still big!
Jana: Uh, thanks.

In the car:
Charlotte: You're a good driver, mama.
Jana: Thanks!
Charlotte: When I get big, I will be a good driver, too. And I will drive all the way to Iowa! And there will be animals there, and they will be magical. And the animals will say, "Hello, Mrs. Whosit!"

While digging the plot for our garden:
Charlotte: This is the roof of the house, and inside there will be bunnies and grasshoppers. This is their living room (pointing to a particular chunk of sod) and this is their carpet.

Charlotte toots.
Charlotte: I'm sorry.
Jeff: You don't have to apologize.
Charlotte: I'm sorry I love my own toots!

3 comments:

Amy Tracy said...

I simply can not get enough of the Charlotte-isms!

Brouwer Family said...

I know I have said this before, but her communication skills and imagination are genius-like!

JSK said...

"I'm sorry I love my own toots" I wanted to make this my Facebook status, but since others wouldn't get it, I didn't want to have to go into a long explanation for my Aunt Bunky, who would definitely ask for an explanation! So, instead I'll just say "That is hilarious!"