Fangirling

Colson said something today that reminded me of something she said a few weeks ago. We were in the car, listening to the radio. Here's what went down.

Colson: "What's that man's name that's singing?"
Mom: "Um...Usher? I think. Yeah, his name is Usher."
C: "He has a handsome voice.."

Given the dreamy quality her voice took on at that last declaration, I think we can safely say that Colson's first quasi-crush has been Usher.

What reminded me of this was that she asked today about Ed Sheeran's name when "The A Team" was playing today. And when I told her, she told me she didn't want me to laugh at what she was going to say next. After I promised, she said he had a very handsome voice. She then went on to say that Taylor Swift's voice isn't handsome but it's pretty and asked if I could write each of them letters that told them so and put them in the mail. After I explained that we don't know addresses or phone numbers of people we don't know personally, she said, "Well, we'll just have to ask someone that knows them." My four-year-old is a stalker fan.

For Science

Hear a bang in the kitchen...
Mom: "What are you girls doing?"
Colson: "We're using our imaginations for guinea pigs!"

Silly Love Songs

So, Fin comes up to me, singing into one of those echo microphones. Here's here lyrics:

"My love my moooom!
My love my siiiiiister!
My love my daaaad!
My love my kittieeeees!
...
My love my butt!!"

Adventures in colouring

Finley, to Colson: "Where her head be?"
Colson: "..."
F: "Dere her head be!! My need colour piderman!"
C: "Spiderman?"
F: "Dat not her name!!"

A bit strange, yeah?

Cuddles

I lay my head on Fin's back and say: "Oh, you're such a cuddly pillow!" 

Finley: "My not cuddy pillow! My cuddy Finney!" 

Bath Prunes

Colson, in the bath: *screams*
Mom: "Colson, why are you screaming??"
C: "Finley's scriggley fingers are scary!"

Who needs a Mayan calendar when you've got 4 year olds?

Colson just did a drawing with chalk. She tells me to come see.

C: "Look! I coloured aaaall the times."

It looks almost like a calendar and I take her to mean the seasons.

C: "This...is fall. And this is...snow."

Looks like I'm right. Seasons.

C: "...And this is....happy birthday."

Cute. Her birthday's today. It's (almost, officially) spring.

C: "And this one is zombies!"

Zombies. Look out for summer, people. It's coming.

My Kids' New Favourite Past Time is Zombie Apocalypse

Colson, to Finley: "So, here's the plan. We either run...or be eaten."
Fin: "..."
Colson: "You wanna run?"

Let her eat cake

Finley: "Caaaaake."
Mom: "Cake?"
F: "Yay, caaaake."
M: "We don't have any cake."
F: "Whyyyyy?"

Girl, I hear ya.

Lucky

Passing a patch of clover.

Colson: "Ooooh! Can we pick some luckies?!"
Mom: "Sure."
C: "Here's a lucky for you. What do you wish for?"
M: "Umm, I wish for my kids to always be happy. What's your wish?"
C: "I wish to hug my mom and be a superhero and save the world!"
M: "Finley, what's your wish?"
Finley: "Ummm..."
M: "Do you wish to pet all the kitties in the world?"
F: "Yay!!"

I love you

Colson: "I love you as high as the stars are! And I love you as big as the sun is! And I love you how my boogers are in my nose!"

In other news, Fin is really talking! Favourite word at the moment: fork. "Foker." :)