More Emmyism's

She's full of 'em...

8/14/12

Maggie: Dis?

Mama:  Yeah, that’s mama’s (spider) vein.  Do you have a vein?

Maggie: No.

Emmy:  Yeah, one day you’ll be a woman, Maggie.

Mama:  That’s true.

Emmy:  I’m almost a woman.

 

8/14/12

Emmy:  (exasperated w/ Maggie over them both wanting the same Barbie) Oh, for goodness sakes, Maggie!

8/14/12

Emmy (watching  The land before time 9)

"That was the happiest ending I ever saw"

8/22/12

Mama: (singing to myself) We built this city…

Emmy: (singing back up) Da duh da!

Mama: (laughing/singing) We built this city on rock and roll…

Emmy:  (singing back up) Da duh da DAAAAAAA! (laughing).  I like that song.  It’s made by The Muppets.

8/26/12

Emmy:  (playing) I will rescue your father. It will be a long journey.  It will be a long journey, because my palace is, like...100 percent away.  

9/2/12

Emmy (Massaging my back):  It's like you're at a beach and seagulls are pooping on you and you think it's, like, relaxing. 

9/5/12

Emmy (on the trolley in San Francisco):  Throw your arms in the air, like you just don’t care!

9/10/12

To my Dearest Emery,

Hi sweetie.   We had the best time ever with you in San Francisco.  Will email some pictures to you later.

Received your postcard from Pinnacle when we arrived home.  Thank you.

Paris and Gracie had been staying at Aunt Amy’s while we were on our trip.  They were so happy to see us and to get home.  They kept squirming in our arms.  When we got home from Aunt Amy’s Gracie jumped out the window of our car (Opa had his window down) and ran to the door that leads into the house from the garage and wanted in.  They were so excited to be home!!   Am surprised she didn’t get hurt jumping out of the window. 

I am doing laundry and Opa is fixing bacon and eggs.

It is nice to be home but we miss you so much.  We will see you in December in Florida.

Love,

Oma

(Emmy's response)

Thank you for the email Oma.  I miss you too! 

That was brave of Paris.  I'm glad she did't get hurt.  I'm glad I got to talk to you today.

I had really fun with you in San Francisco.  

Love 

Emmy

9/24/12

Emmy having a looooong conversation with Oma on the phone.  This conversation was completely fabricated.  The events of this conversation never happened.  Emmy’s birthday is in November.

Emmy:  Did you know that my birthday was last week?

Oma:  No.  I didn’t know that.  What did you get for your birthday?

Emmy: I got a new computer.

Oma:  Oh, that sounds nice.  You’ll have to show it to me when I see you in Florida in a couple of months.

Emmy:  I can’t.  It will be in storage by then. 

Oma:  Oh, well, did you get a birthday cake?

Emmy:  Yes.  It was strawberry chocolate!

Oma:  Can you save me piece?

Emmy:  No, I can’t.  Papa already got up in the middle of the night and ate it all.  He ate all the crumbs, too. 

9/ 15/12

Emmy in Hollywood outside Grauman’s Chinese Theater:

Thank you for letting me take a picture with Jack Sparrow and Mrs Swan.

9/16/12

Walking around the San Diego Zoo, we ask Emmy what she knows about camels, and why one of the humps is hanging to the side.

Emmy:  I know everything about camels.  I am an expert on camels and tooth fairies. 

9/23/12

Emmy is listening to the B-I-B-L-E Sunday school song.

“…the red words are the coolest, their the ones that Jesus said…”

Emmy:  WE'VE seen the RED WOODS!!!

9/28/12

Chad (talking quietly to mama in the front seat of  the car while the kids are sucked in it watching Dora in the back):  Somebody needs to kick the shit out of Swiper once and for all.  He's always stealing their stuff.
Emmy (In a condescending tone):  Papa! That isn't a very nice thing to say.

A few mins later....

Chad:  Somebody should tell Swiper that stealing is a sin.
Emmy:  Papa, Swiper isn't real.

9/25/12

My Dearest Emery,

Your mother tells me you and your family will be home in two weeks or less.  I can’t wait to see you!!! I’ve really missed you. 

Also, I can’t wait to see your  new computer.  

Love,

 Oma

Emmys' Response:

Oma,

I don't have a new computer.  I tricked you.  I'm not 5.  I'm still 4.  (smiling the whole time)

I miss you, and I love you.

Love, 

Emery

My Dearest Emery,

Let me tell you a little story.  You are much like your mother.  When your mother was a little girl (maybe about 3 years old) we were at the grocery store and she was sitting in the child’s seat of the shopping cart.  We were going through the checkout and the cashier saw your mother and asked her what her name was.  She replied:  “Dorothy, and I have a dog named Toto”.   So, I know where you get your incredible imagination from.

 You rock girl!!

 Love,

 Oma

9/30/12

Emmy:  I’m FILLED with stinkies.  I STINK!

9/27/12

Mama:  Can I have that phone please?
Emmy: (groaning)  Its always something.
(Mama and papa laughing)
Papa:  You’re something else.
Emmy: I'm not something else. I'm a regular girl!

9/28/12

Chad: (talking quietly to mama in the front seat of the car while the kids are sucked in it watching Dora in the back)  Somebody needs to kick the shit out of Swiper once and for all.
Emmy: (obviously eavesdropping) Paaaaa-pa! (In a condescending tone) That isn't a very nice thing to say.
Chad: Somebody should tell Swiper that stealing is a sin.
Emmy:  Papa, Swiper isn’t real.

9/30/12

Emmy (arriving in Oma and Opa’s neighborhood after 30 hours of driving from Las Vegas):  I can’t wait.  It’s going to be fantastic!

10/1/12

Email from Oma:

So glad you are here!  

Have a cute Emmy story I wanted to share….

Emmy wanted a drink (this was shortly before dinner and, of course, soon after you arrived).  So I went back in the laundry room, opened the refrigerator and showed her what was available for her to drink.  She decided on an orange soda.  I was in the process of explaining to Emmy how she should go in the bathroom and always rinse off the top of any cans…. Blah blah blah.  Then, she started to explain to me the reason….. She said that is because mice can run across the top of the cans and mice carry disease.  OMG, she is a little ME….  This child is perfect in every way…

Response from Chadly:

gag me with a spoon

Response from Oma:

Bess your widdle hawt

10/1/12

Mama:  We're looking for a house around where Oma and Opa live in Greenwood. Would you like that?

Emmy:  Yes.  Like IN their neighborhood?

Mama:  Well, maybe not IN their neighborhood, but nearby.

Emmy:  Why are we not going to live IN their neighborhood?  I don't want to have to get in the car and drive every day to eat breakfast!

10/11/12

Emmy:  It's like we own this house when Oma and Opa's gone.

Papa:   It's like we own this house when Oma and Opa are HERE.

10/11/12

Emmy saw two little old ladies going for a walk.
Emmy:  What are THOSE two up to?