When I Grow Up......

Rachel is sitting on the couch, looks over at me and says...

Mom! I just don't know if I want to be a babysitter or a popstar when I grow up!



Rachel has been asking to have a family dinner out at Cheddars, so we went on a Saturday night, in the rain, all 5 of us.  As we get in the car I look at Rachel and say

Mom - Rachel what do you say to daddy?
Rachel - Thank you, but you all should really be thanking me, it was my idea!

Rachel is growing up

As Rachel gets older and more mature her humor is not as childlike and innocent, but there have been a couple of great moments!

 1. Rachel asked Jesus into her heart a few months back, as we are all sitting in the living room she says the following.

 Rachel - Mom! Everyone in this room (Mom, Dad,Rachel, and Kate) are Christians because we have asked Jesus into our hearts....except Kate, she is a baby so she is still just an American.

 2. Rachel has really begun to enjoy "cooking" with me in the kitchen. So one day she asked if she could have a bowl and spoon to play around with. When I went to check on her the following happened.

 Mom - looking in a bowl of sugar, cinnamon, and flowers - "What is that?" Rachel - "It is sugar, and spice and everything nice."

Fight

So Rachel and her daddy like to wrestle and rough house. As Matthew is throwing her around the following ensues.

Rachel - You wanna piece of MEAT!
Daddy -What?
Rachel- You wanna piece of MEAT?
Daddy - It is supposed to be... You wanna apiece of ME!!!!

Age is just a number

Rachel - Mom how old will you be on your birthday?
Mom - 36
Rachel- It's just around the corner!
Mom - What is?
Rachel - 99!!!

Favorite colors....

In the car on the way to school Rachel begins to explain why we like our favorite colors.

"Mommy's favorite color is yellow, so she loves the sun. Daddy's favorite color is blue so he loves the moon. My favorite color is gold so I love money!"

It's not bad logic.

Real and Not Real

Rachel woke up and asked what all the crumbles were in her eyes. I told her it was left over sand from the sandman. I then proceeded to tell her who the sandman was.

Rachel - Mom, the sandman is not real.
Mom - yes he is, he is just like the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy.
Rachel - No, Mom. The Tooth Fairy and Easter Bunny ARE real, the sandman is not.
Mom - ummm okay.

She sounds so much like her mama

Sometimes Rachel expects to be waited on hand and foot. And I always tell her, I am not your maid, clean your own room and bathroom, get your own glass of water etc... Well today she turned the tables as I laid exhausted on the couch.

Mom - "Rachel, will you get me a glass of apple juice?"
Rachel - "I'm not your waiter!"

We both laughed and then she got me the glass.