tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44949902478594081272023-06-20T06:26:42.460-07:00Out of The Mouths of Babeskellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.comBlogger130125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-51657185369755814742015-10-29T22:05:00.000-07:002015-10-29T22:06:04.301-07:00Warm heartI was singing to Peyton in her bed tonight, like I do most nights, when she said,<b> "No one sings as good as you mom. It makes my heart warm to hear you sing."</b> I sure wish everyone else felt the same way about my singing!kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-61793496528598164592015-09-17T09:03:00.000-07:002015-09-17T09:03:08.555-07:00A more interesting dreamThe entire way to the dr Peyton was talking about a dream she had. She was going on and on and giving tons of details. I commented that she sure remembered a lot of the dream. She said that she was making some of it up to make it more interesting.kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-61340362176636106062015-05-25T09:38:00.001-07:002015-05-25T09:38:26.665-07:00At least that's my opinion"I'm a pretty good reader for a first grader, at least that's my opinion." Peytonkellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-15075488811279327672013-07-21T17:58:00.000-07:002013-07-23T18:05:32.795-07:00Running With ScissorsPeyton was putting the silverware away from the dishwasher today. She had it all done except for the knives when she told me that she had done everything that she could do. I told her that I thought she could handle putting the knives away. She said, "But Mom, they're the sharp ones!" I reaffirmed that she could handle it and to be careful. She said, <span style="color: red;">"Yeah, you're right, if I can run with scissors I can do this."</span> I had to let her know that running with scissors was not something she should ever do. She said, "If they're closed it's okay right?" No, not even closed.kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-67717966824859970232013-05-09T18:07:00.000-07:002013-07-23T18:19:42.164-07:00Let's just say I'm like 18.Peyton and I were driving and we had a small disagreement about something. She said, "Let's just stop fighting and get along." I agreed. She then said,<span style="color: red;"> "I handled that! That's funny because I'm 5 and you're like 18."</span> I said that I was not 18, I was in fact quite a bit older than that. She said,<span style="color: red;"> "Oh, yeah, you're like Grandma Kay's age."</span> Grandma Kay happens to be 85, I liked 18 much better.kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-41818380817065153602013-04-18T22:44:00.002-07:002013-04-18T22:44:59.307-07:00Good thing she's not deadThis morning I thanked Peyton for reminding me to give her her antibiotics earlier. She said, <span style="color: red;">"It's a good thing I remembered, otherwise I'd be dead right now."</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-14548098193532489112013-03-28T15:30:00.000-07:002014-03-28T08:52:29.008-07:00Not The Good KindLast night I was laying in bed with Peyton and she said, <span style="color: red;">"Mommy, your breath smells like jelly beans."</span> I said, "Really?!" She said, "Yes." I said, "Thanks." She then said,<span style="color: red;"> "Not the good kind, the black ones."</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-37673656517229116252013-03-26T14:30:00.000-07:002014-03-28T08:50:01.244-07:00Rotten or Cooked?While shopping with Peyton she asked what we were having for dinner. I said, "Meatloaf, potatoes and broccoli." She said,<span style="color: red;"> "Rotten or cooked?" </span> Then she corrected herself and said, <span style="color: red;">"I mean, RAW or cooked!"</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-70916328013666724822013-03-17T14:30:00.000-07:002014-03-28T08:47:00.223-07:00Reading the gospelAfter church I was laying on my bed playing on my phone. Peyton came in and said, <span style="color: red;">"Mom, it's Sunday! You shouldn't be on your phone, you should be reading the gospel!"</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-72375771796698310442012-11-16T06:53:00.005-08:002012-11-16T06:55:54.033-08:00Back in the olden daysThis morning Tyler and I were having a talk with Jacob. He was telling us that the kids at school make fun of him because he isn't allowed to play Call of Duty ( a very violent video game, also with bad language). We were telling him why we didn't allow it and giving him ideas of things he could say to the kids at school. He said, <span style="color: red;">"Kids just aren't the same as they were back in the 1900's when you were growing up."</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-58323445556589185262012-11-15T18:30:00.000-08:002012-11-16T06:50:43.306-08:00You must be blind....While we were eating dinner Peyton was saying something and the boys corrected her and she insisted she had said it differently than she had. She got upset and yelled, <span style="color: red;">"You guys must be blind then!"</span> After we all laughed for a bit Tyler said to her, "You mean Deaf?" She agreed.kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-16612260292869955852012-11-10T17:55:00.002-08:002012-11-10T17:55:20.370-08:00She's really pretty...and she knows it.Earlier today Peyton's brothers all left and she wanted me to walk down to the Dockstader's with her so she could play with Emma (her friend). I have been in my pajamas all day sewing and I didn't want to walk down there like this and I didn't want to change or get ready. Peyton said she couldn't walk down there by herself because she was afraid someone would take her. I said that she'd be fine and no one would take her. She very loudly replied, <span style="color: red;">"But I'm REALLY pretty!" </span>To give her some credit though, it isn't because she's super vain, it's because I have told her many times that she needs to stay with me when we go places because she's a pretty little girl and someone might want to take her.kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-9810543004629035332012-10-29T17:35:00.000-07:002012-10-29T17:49:57.429-07:00Everything I need to know I learned in PrimaryBen and Peyton were having a little argument about a computer game and Ben said "Someone needs to teach Peyton to share and not lie." Peyton quickly yelled back, <span style="color: red;">"No I already learned that in Primary!"</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-35503561600650629022012-10-22T19:33:00.000-07:002012-10-22T19:33:03.513-07:00Sore ThroatJust now while we were having Family Home Evening, Tyler was reading a story about a kid who's mother told him to ask kids to stop using bad language. Micah said, <span style="color: red;">"I would have a sore throat by the end of the day if I did that." </span> I guess language at his Jr. High school is pretty bad.kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-73733545508201458702012-10-15T18:10:00.001-07:002012-10-15T18:10:24.204-07:00A good command of the language even if she doesn't know what it means.I made homemade caramels today, it's become a fall tradition. Peyton got to help me and was very excited about that. When the caramels were all done and I was sitting at the table wrapping them she came in and said very sweetly to me, "Mom, I sure do appreciate you doing all this." It melted my heart. She quietly walked out after I told her I was glad to do it and I loved her. She promptly walked back in and said, <span style="color: red;">"What does appreciate mean?"</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-29052544310819953722012-10-13T22:06:00.000-07:002012-10-15T18:07:14.101-07:00FACTOn our way home from Tyler's Parents house the kids got to talking about pulled pork sandwiches. Micah was making fun of Jacob for not liking them. Then, Micah says, <span style="color: red;">"It's a fact that pulled pork sandwiches are good, it's just Jacob's opinion that they're not."</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-4189907621519271232012-10-04T14:27:00.000-07:002012-10-05T14:27:50.146-07:00Resurrected Rats While driving home from getting rats for our snake Verdi, Peyton asked me if we could get frozen Yogurt at Mickey's. We were on our free yogurt so I told her I could get one but that we'd have to take it home since we had the frozen rats in the car. She said,<span style="color: red;"> "Oh yeah, we need to hurry up and get them home before they get resurrected."</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-36908447867322317302012-08-13T14:16:00.001-07:002012-08-13T14:16:11.380-07:00Talk, talk, talkLast night while I was laying with Peyton after I had read her some stories she was feeling rather talkative. I asked her if she was almost done because I was getting tired. She said, <span style="color: red;">"You can just go to sleep while I talk to you." </span> She continued talking for a while longer and then said, <span style="color: red;">"We can just finish talking tomorrow right?"</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-66061564659908100272012-06-17T14:12:00.000-07:002012-08-13T14:12:41.342-07:00Toothbrushes for Hobo'sToday after Peyton had been quietly contemplating something for a while she said, <span style="color: red;">"When I grow up I want to collect toothbrushes. You know why? So I could give them to hobo's, would that be nice?"</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-73059663228829942592011-10-31T21:00:00.000-07:002014-03-28T08:44:04.954-07:00NerdTonight, I (Dad) got home from work as the kids were getting their costumes on for Halloween. Micah said to me, being totally serious, <span style="color: red;">"Dad, I am going to MAKE you dress up for Halloween! You can be a nerd. You can wear what you have on right now and I'll give you some fake glasses!" </span>Goes to show that I don't need much more than my present wardrobe to be a nerd for Halloween! Thank you, Micah, For so tactfully pointing that out to me! :)kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-32605927014788939962011-09-18T18:52:00.000-07:002011-09-18T18:55:50.563-07:00"Jacob, I love you so much..."Just moments ago I was helping the kids clean up the living room while Micah was practicing his piano and Peyton was dancing so cute with her other brothers and out of the blue she says,<span class="Apple-style-span" > "Jacob, I love you so much, I'll always be good to you. I'll never do bad things to you, I'll only do bad things to Micah and Ben."</span> Oh, it was so cute up until that last little part! She really does love all her brothers but for some reason she absolutely adores Jacob.kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-79088618425662578922011-08-30T15:50:00.000-07:002011-09-20T15:54:34.193-07:00Heavenly Father took her bad hair voice!Peyton asked me if I saw her hair (usually sounds like hay when she says it) sticking to her cheek, she immediately caught herself saying hair the correct way and said, <span class="Apple-style-span" >"Hey! I say hair good now! I think someone took my bad hair voice!"</span> She was pointing up to Heavenly Father while she was saying this last part.kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-957084714071964932011-08-25T15:42:00.000-07:002011-09-20T15:44:22.645-07:00The way they think...While in Monterey Ben said, <span class="Apple-style-span" >"It would be cool if our house lived over here."</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-18768558473463660812011-08-12T15:44:00.000-07:002011-09-20T15:46:21.189-07:00Ben or the phone call, hmmm.While I was on the phone Ben Ben came in and wanted my attention. I held up 1 finger to tell him to wait just a minute. He came back in moments later and said, <span class="Apple-style-span">"I'm more important than that phone call."</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4494990247859408127.post-17862541620606397812011-07-23T15:46:00.000-07:002011-09-20T15:48:25.613-07:00not a kidWatching the show, "Here's Lucy" Peyton said,<span class="Apple-style-span" > "This isn't a kids show Ben, you're a kid, I'm not."</span>kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05920713684693867207noreply@blogger.com0