Esther is learning a new song for Advent, “Come Thou long Inspector Jesus”
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The Things They Say – The Esther Edition
Tuesday, December 8th, 2015
The Things They Say
Friday, November 20th, 2015
Gerhardt: I namded Wolfie a different name.
Mama: What is it?
Gerhardt: Little Flock.
Perfect for a wolf don’t you think?
Mama: Ok, we’re gonna watch the old Inspector Gadget that Mama watched when I was a kid!
Lily: Awww, noooo. Is it in color?
On a day the song Matchmaker from Fiddler on the Roof got stuck in my head.
Mama singing beautifully: Matchmaker matchmaker make me a match.
Ephraim: Ok!
Again a few minutes later.
Mama still singing: And find me a perfect match! (yes I know, that’s not even a line in the song)
Ephraim in his sweet non-English and pulling a book off the shelf: I hind you a erfeckt atch!
Gerhardt: Esther you’re gonna have to mop, while I eat.
And now the things they won’t always say….sniff sniff
Esther: Ice Cream Scone, Smovie Theater (smoothies) Nuffins (muffins)
Gerhardt: I need ear puffs. (Coming inside) Mama I need ear puffs. (Looking through the ear puff drawer) Now where are the ear puffs?
The Things They Say
Thursday, October 22nd, 2015
Gerhardt: Can we wear this for Halloween Mama?
Mama: Yes, yes you can.
Phil to Clara (at a particularly naughty moment): Watch your mouth Clara.
Clara: How am I supposed to see my mouth?
Clara to Lily while fawning over Martha: How ’bout this is our baby. We both had half a baby. I had the head and you had the other thing and then we stuck them together.
Both: Awwww.
Solomon would be glad Clara wasn’t one of the ladies he was dealing with that day!
Mama to Gerhardt and Esther: Alright now we need to learn our letters.
Gerhardt: Nooooo, we already know those see, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!
The Things They Say
Saturday, May 30th, 2015
Gerhardt’s handsome hair.
So we went to town for lunch last week and I drove The Mini all the way home.
Gerhardt: Mama drove?!
Phil: Yep, you didn’t know Mama could drive did you?
Gerhardt: ….not without wrecking!
Phil: HA HA HA!!!
Mama:
Esther: I love Jesus. Jesus is my favorite guy.
Esther to Mama: Make me into fat. Make me a fat girl.
Apparently this means to give her big tight squeezy hugs into my squishy tummy. I obliged and made her real fat.
Lily: Everything I say in my mind it comes out of my mouth!
I have that problem too Lily.
