Showing posts with label Conversations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Conversations. Show all posts

Monday, June 28, 2010

Mom, can you pour the milk?

This morning Cassandra decided to have a bowl of cereal for breakfast. Now, I'm sure your thinking that looks like a large bowl with A LOT of cereal inside. Why does this mother allow her child to have so much? Well, the answer to that is, "I don't!". However, I was asked to come pour the milk on a pre-made bowl of cereal because the jug was too full. As I got to the counter I saw such a heaping bowl, confused as to why 1. my child would use that bowl. (we have small ones we always use), 2. the amount in the bowl.


So, I ask. "Why is there so much cereal in your bowl?"

"Because I want to eat the Toy Story cereal in the pantry."

-Note: The other day Papa said she couldn't open a new box of cereal until she finished what she had left. This is basically what she has left.-

"Whaaaat? *laughing* So your going to eat ALL of this?"

"Yes! *sneaky grin*

"No, your not! I'm going to take a photo for your Papa, then I'm going to put most back into the container."

"Ok, Mom"


Living with a clever child is quite humorous - she always keeps me laughing and on my toes!

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Conversations with Cass

"Mom, *pulling up a chair to the desk* Can we look up jobs?"

"Jobs!?"

"I need to find a job for when I grow up."

"Ok. It's too soon to look for a job for when you grow up. But what kind of job are you looking for?"

"I'm going to ... you know, be someone who makes cakes! Like, you know the man Buddy from Cake Boss."

"Whaaaat! You are??"

"Yes." *big smile*


If you don't know already, Cass and I love watching Cake Boss! Note #3 on my "29 things to do before I turn 30" blog is make a fondant cake - inspired by watching too many episodes of Cake Boss. Last night was the 3rd season premiere - great episode!

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Conversations with Cass

While sitting at the computer reading a blog and on my phone Blackberry messaging with a friend, out of the corner of my eye I see Cass walk in the room grabbing her phone - which is really my old phone (not in service.)

She has this habit of finding her phone whenever she sees me on mine.  She'll say something like, I have calls to make, or I need to listen to music on my phone (music ring tones I once downloaded).


"Mom, I need a NEW phone cuz mines so old! I want a cool phone like yours." *Insert sad face here*

"Cass, I was 28 years old when I got the cool phone.  You have a ways to go my dear!"

"Well, I'm 5 years old and I only have an OLD phone."

"I didn't even have a phone at your age."

"You DIDN'T??"

"Nope. We didn't have cell phones back then."

"You DIDN'T?? That's cuz your old Mommy!"

ahem! Thanks Cass!