Vi [the morning after her fifth birthday]: Mama, can I have uppy?
Mama [as I scoop her into my arms]: How old are you?
Vi [with a huge grin]: Five! [now a serious look] But I may be taller than a 5-year-old because I’ve slept, and we grow when we sleep.
David [walking around with the stethoscope prior to Midwife Vanessa's visit]: Do you want a blood vessel?
Nikki: OK, David.
David [placing the earpieces in his ears]: Then I will put on my blood-vesseler. Here? [indicating Nikki's heart]
David [places stethescope very briefly]: Did you hear that?
Nikki [laughing]: Nooooo…
Nikki [during violin practice, after she'd just explained to me that Baba had shown her how to break up her exercises into logical chunks]: I like hard stuff!!! It’s amazing how I can like. hard. stuff.
Michael [holding The Worst-Case Scenario Survival Handbook under his arm]: Vi, how would you escape from a mountain lion?
Vi: I would run away!
Michael: No! It says in here, “Do not run! Try to make yourself bigger by opening your coat wide.”
Elisa: Ben, [friends of ours who also have a newborn] said they got a lie-in this morning.
Ben: We did too, sort of.
Michael: A LION???!
My dad would have had a birthday this past week. When I put together kiddo quotes posts, I often think of how he would have gotten a kick out of various ones. I miss him and his sense of humour, but when we laugh I know that a part of him, at least, lives on.