Showing posts with label doobieisms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label doobieisms. Show all posts

10.30.2009

Doobieisms.

Kids say the darndest things. The Doobies are no exception. So, I'm keeping a running list. That way, when they're older, they can't bitch about how I never listened to them. They'll see that I did hear what they were saying, but simply chose to ignore them. Without further a-doobage, here are the Doobieisms from this past week. Sorry, FB friends. You've probably read these already.

Kaila: Why do they call it a pizza party? Because they have pizza?
(That sound is me tearing up her application to Harvard and Googling "burnt potato chip sorter positions available".)

Me: Just a minute Kaila.
Kaila: Okay, I'll just keep spinning around in circles until you're ready.
Kaila: (5 minutes later and very dizzy) Do I bother you? (Starts laughing like a homicidal maniac.)

Kaila: Sometimes when I'm in my bath. I can't get out so I just pee in the bathtub. Just kidding.
(I have to admit, she's still got me scratching my head on that one.)

Madan: I need to check my Halloween costume to make sure it doesn't have a gun.
Me: I'd never send you to school with a gun on your costume. It's prohibited.
Madan: I know, but we're not even allowed to have fake ones.
(Guess I'll need to return the Uzi I bought from Walmart.)

Kaila: I DO have a marble in my head. ONE. (2 minutes later...) I just lost it. For real. I lost the marble.
(You ain't kidding, sister.)

Madan: You guys KNOW what "junk" is. It's your butt and your penis combined. COME ON, MOM AND DAD!
(Um...)