Quotes from Small Voices

MrA to L1: You were born in 2012.

L1: So, a thousand years ago?

L2 (6yrs): If you have a son and he grows up and you throw a spear at him, he might not sit at your table.

MrsA: Whoops! I lost my balance!

L3 (3yrs): I lost my balance too. Now someone else has it.

MrA: There’s a hurricane heading for Florida

L3: There’s a Burger King heading for Florida?!?!

L3: It’s sunning at me!

L3: Mom, Dad is cooking your shoes.

L2 (while playing with his cars): Um, could you turn off the traffic?

L2 to L3 while playing at the campsite: He’s an arkeontologist! And look–here’s a dinosaur fossil!

L3: Mom, I need han-i-tizer.

L2 (while building restaurants on his dirt road at the campsite): This first restaurant is Lake McDonald Burger King Stand.

Ranger Ty is the ranger up at the boys’ favorite campsite and he soberly swore them in as junior rangers this afternoon. Later, I caught a video of L2 pretending to be Ranger Ty and swearing in L3 as a junior ranger. The video cut off just as L2 was pinning the badge on L3 and missed L3’s sober response to L2 of “Thank you, Junior Ranger.”

Later, when my camera wasn’t near, I saw L3 pretending to be Ranger Ty and swearing L2 in as a junior ranger.

L3: As junior ranger

L2 roughly copies

L3: I, Niah, to take care of the park

L2 roughly copies

L3 (at a loss temporarily) and take care of the house

L2 copies

L3: and take care of the bathrooms

…I didn’t catch how they wrapped up. A pesky chipmunk snuck up on the table and started chowing down L3’s half eaten banana. But I think L2 helped him wrap up with a “take care of nature” sentence.

The boys are busy discussing whether they want to be rangers or camp hosts when they grow up. L2 place on building his own campground near Glacier and calling it Eagle Lake Campground. And he’ll get to fly a helicopter to fight forest fires.

MrA: Welcome to Wyoming!

L2: Where Auntie Megan lives!

MrsA: But Is Auntie Megan in Wyoming right now?

Boys: Isn’t she?

MrsA: No, she’s in North Africa because that’s where Uncle Mostafa is.

L3: I thought he was at Walmart!

We were at a group dinner the other evening. L3 (3yrs) asked for chips.  There was a box of personal size chip bags, but most of the chips were gone except for Cheetos and a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos.  Knowing that L1 and L2 like Cheetos, MrsA grabbed a bag of Cheetos, opened them, and put them at L3’s place.

A few minutes later, we were started to hear L3 strongly exclaim: “I asked for CHIPS!”

MrsA (confused): And I got you chips.  See?  (Indicating opened bag of chips)

L3 reached into the bag and pulled out a Cheeto: THIS!?!  This is not a CHIP!  I asked for CHIPS!!!

MrsA, highly amused, grabbed the bag of Doritos and opened them and handed them to him.  “Is this better?”

L3: Yes.  THIS is a CHIP!  *happily munches*

L3 (3yrs) to me: Mom, I’m a stink bug!

bumps me with his rear end

Sting! Sting!  See!  I’m a stink bug!

L3 (3yrs) as he sat on my lap in his birthday suit after playing in a creek: I’m all wet and soaky!