My Karate Kids

We decided to have supper at Friday’s, and the waiter was being goofy with the kids.
Eli: You’re funny.
Waiter: No you’re funny.
Eli: No YOU’RE funny!!
Waiter: NO YOU’RE FUNNY!  Funny looking!
Eli cracks up
Ada: He lies.  (with her usual straight-face, dry delivery)


We make pizza once every week or two, and when we do we have a picnic in the living room and watch a movie together.  After Eli finished, he laid back with his feet on the footstool, patting his belly.
Eli: I’m glad I’m a human.
Chad: Instead of…..
Eli: A rat.
Me: Why?
Eli: Because they eat garbage!
Me: OH, so you DO like the food I make?  (Of course I had to take it there)


Ada: (Handing me her book bag) Here mom.
Me: No, you need to carry your bag.
Ada: But you’re the best mom ever!! (this was said with attitude, not as a compliment)


Ada: I want to read this book.
Me: I think it’s a little tricky for you.
Ada: Noooo, I’m tricky for the book.

Ada and I were making banana bread together, and it was time to use the mixer.
Ada: OK, I’ll hold the mixer and you cover my ears.

Then the banana bread was done…
Me: Ada, do you want a piece of banana bread?
Ada: Yeah!  Woohoo!!
Me: Can I have a piece too?
Ada: (shrugs) It’s your bread.