Missisms

I haven't made a post of funny things my girls say in awhile. So here are the latest. And now that Missy (Baby Girl) is two, she has her own list as well.

Missy's (Baby Girl):

• Missy thinks that every baby figure on the changing tables in public restrooms are "baby Jesus."

• During the sacrament prayers Missy will whisper in my ear over and over, "Jesus' body. Jesus' blood....."

• Missy pointing to Hagrid (from Harry Potter): It's Jesus!
  

• Missy: Little Miss is being a grumpy grump. (Looking at the Nativity) Mary, you being a grumpy grump? No. Jesus, you being a grumpy grump? No. Joseph, you being a grumpy grump? No. Just Little Miss being a grumpy grump. (do we have a reoccurring theme here?)

• Adam's dad has a very old dog named Vinnie. Vinnie has many seizures because he's getting old. Once when we were over at the house Vinnie had a seizure and I said, "Oh, Vinnie's getting old." Missy asks, "Vinnie's two?" I guess to a one year old (at the time) two is old.

• I was talking about my bad day at the dinner table and said something to the effect of "being at my wits end." Adam then replies in the voice of Iago (the parrot from Aladdin), "Ah, Wits end!" Then Missy pipes in with the same voice, "Why am I not surprised?!" (If you know the show Aladdin at all...it's funny)

• Probably inappropriate, but I think it's funny. If any of us in the family passes gas, Missy will shout, "Excuse me!"
  

• Missy pointing to Brian David Mitchell in the newspaper: It's Santa Claus!

Little Miss:

• Every once in awhile with Little Miss gets excited, instead of shouting, "Yea!" She will shout, "Hosanna!"

• Me: Man, I'm pooped. Little Miss: You pooped on the ground!?

• Little Miss singing: Follow the prophet, follow the prophet, follow the prophet. He doesn't know!

• Me: You can do that on Tuesday. Little Miss: No, I'll do it on Threes-day!

• Probably inappropriate...Little Miss was passing gas consecutively and yelled, "It's like fireworks out of my bum!"
  

• Little Miss: Ugh! Mom, my batteries died! Just like your grandpa died!

• For a long time every time Little Miss wanted something and Adam and I would tell her no, she would argue with, "But the sign says I can do it!" Apparently there was some invisible sign that over-ruled everything mom and dad said.

• She wanted to get my Turbo Cranium game down from the shelf. Me: No, you can't play that. Only mommies and daddies play that game. Little Miss: Can I just pretend to be a mommy or a daddy today and play the game?

• Little Miss singing: All I want for Christmas is my two brushed teeth! (instead of "two front teeth")
  

Little Quirks

I have notice little quirks of family and friends lately that I find bizarre or weird. Everything from my friend's discomfort when looking at watermellon seeds, to my brother-in-laws insisting that if he eats a peanut butter sandwich he has to have string cheese as a side, to my mother's habitual chocolate milk with her hand held solitare. So I started thinking, what are my weird or bizarre little quirks that make up me? And I realized, I have quite a few. Here's my weirdo list:

• I get ready in the dark, I like my pupils to be big when I'm looking in the mirror.
• I hate the sound of chocolate milk being stirred.
• I am a total GLEEK (if you don't know what a Gleek is, then no worries, you're not one.)
• I pulse my arm muscles to the beat of music unintentionally.
• I constantly pop my toes in my shoes while I'm standing or sitting.
• I tap my foot to the dotted lines of the freeway while driving.
• I like to make up musicals about my life in my spare quiet time when I'm deep in thought, and have ever since I was just a little girl. I hear a song and fit it into "my" musical.
• I LOVE nights when I can spend hours in the dark listening to my walk-man (yes, I said walk-man. Anyone want to donate to my I-Pod fund?) while I can live in my musical.
• I find that I get in color moods where everyone in my family wears that color that day (and even my children will have that color sippy cups and blankets) and I don't realize I've done it until someone in public points out how everything and everyone matches.
• I sing really loud in my car...my poor children.
• I sleep in a very tight fetal position.
• I am obsessive about journals. My last journal entry was over 70 pages, typed, single space, 11 pt font. I keep 4 different kinds of journals for my girls (each). And that's not including the scrapbooking records I keep. My posterity is really going to be annoyed I'm afraid. What can I say, I find my life fascinating?
• I could eat (and do) an entire bag of Mini Cabury Eggs in one sitting. And could go through a bag of chewy Chips Ahoy chocolate chip cookies in a day. I'm an addict.
• I cannot stand any object over my face. I have to have "fresh air" at all times.
• I'll admit it...I swear when I'm surprised/scared.
• My husband is the only one I have ever kissed or held hands with.
• I hate bedtime routines. Ask my husband, it's like pulling teeth trying to get me to brush my teeth or clean my face before bed. When I want to go to bed, I want to go to bed immediately.
• I blow my nose ALL day long. I go through easily 10 tissues in the first half hour of my morning.
• It hurts my teeth when I write with a dull pencil.
• I say things that my husbands says I should never admit (hence this list :)

That's probably enough to classify me as weird. So, what are yours I'm curious. What's your weird quirk?

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The hubby and I get a good laugh out of our Little Miss when she quotes Toy Story. But, watch the real clip first so you know what she's saying. I promise you'll laugh it's so cute.