"Mom! You're not my mom!"

Megan came upstairs and yelled, 'mom, someone's here!' Then when I said 'what?' she says, "mom! You're not my mom! Annika is!"

Geez, you'd think I'd know that by now!

Um, maybe, yes?

Annika's new way of answering questions is with a question. Maybe she's going to be a lawyer?

This morning:
"annika, did you eat your cereal?"
"um, maybe, yes?"
"annika, did you hit your sister?"
"um, maybe no?"
"then why is she crying?"
"Um, maybe yes?"

Fabulous...

Something that made me giggle

A couple days ago Megan swallowed a chip without completely chewing it and it got stuck in her throat on the way down. We tried to get her to drink some water or drink something to help it out and finally convinced her that eating some ice cream would help.

A few minutes ago Megan came up to me and said, 'I have an owie on my head that's not bleeding. Can I have a popsicle and eat it outside to make it feel better?'

Who can resist that logic?