Caught on tape chez mothergoosemouse
We’re standing by the front window, watching it snow:
T: I can feel wetness on the window. Is the snow getting in here?
K: No. If you feel wetness, it’s most likely your breath.
T (indignantly): No, it’s not. It’s your breath that’s getting stinky.
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Tacy and I are at the pool together:
J: I’m the Sharkmonster Mommy! I’m going to eat you up!
T (shrieking): No! Eat my little sister instead! She’s really cute!
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Tacy and I are being silly:
T: Mr. Trump, you’re fired!
J: Ooh, I like that. He’s such a booger.
T (giggles): Really?
J (warming to the idea): Yeah, a big squooshy one.
T (hysterical): Okay, that’s all right to say at home, but not at school.
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It’s time for the girls to take a bath, and everyone’s dawdling:
J: I’m sorry to break up the fun, but it’s already seven and those girls need a bath.
K: You’re such a joykill.
J: That’s killjoy. Buzzkill…killjoy. Get it straight.
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Tacy and I are making fish faces and kissing each other:
T: C’mon, Mommy. One more fish kiss.
J: Do I have to?
T: Uh-huh. It’s a moral imperative.
February 3rd, 2007 at 10:25 am
She did NOT say “moral imperative”! Oh my god. You all are far too highbrow for me!
February 3rd, 2007 at 11:13 am
MORAL IMPERATIVE!?!?!?
I must meet this girl.
February 3rd, 2007 at 11:27 am
THose are so cute! It makes you understand why being a Mom is the best job.
February 3rd, 2007 at 8:07 pm
Moral imperative? I’m impressed.
Can I tell one? Back during Christmas, the song “Go Tell It On A Mountain (That Jesus Christ Was Born” came on and I overheard my husband ask my 4-year-old son, “Do you know who Jesus is?” My son, very matter-of-fact, replies, “Yes, Daddy, it’s a bad word and I’m not allowed to say it.”
We’re such heathens.
February 4th, 2007 at 5:43 am
T is a girl after my own heart, clearly.
February 4th, 2007 at 9:16 am
“It’s a moral imperative.” Yeah, I’m on the bandwagon with this one. Does she um… enjoy stories about let’s sayyyy Joan of Arc and Dr. King? A little Lech Walesa maybe? Do her drawings look more like protest placards than horses or rainbows or that sort of thing? The more I read about Tacy, the more I think I’m going to be reading about Tacy.
February 4th, 2007 at 9:17 am
Trump’s a big sqooshy booger. Joykill. Moral imperative. I love your kid stories. This is hilarious.
February 4th, 2007 at 10:35 am
I have to meet Tacy. It’s a moral imperative.
February 5th, 2007 at 4:16 pm
That kid rocks.
February 5th, 2007 at 5:28 pm
I saw Real Genius with Val Kilmer in 1985. I borrowed the phrase from a line in the movie – revenge against the bad guys was a “moral imperative.” I thought it’d be hilarious if Tacy enunciated that perfectly so I taught our little prodigy around age 3. She’s been saying it ever since in the proper context. And when, on the extremely rare occassions that I’ve said “no” to her for something, she’ll pull out this ace in the hole and I’ll acquiesce. ….. in case anyone wondered how this all came about.