Conversation in our car Friday afternoon.
Hannah: Sounding pitiful... "Juuuuuuuuuice! Juuuuuuuuuuuuice!!!"
Sarah: "We don't have any juice. We'll have juice at home in a few minutes."
Hannah: Sounding desperate... "Cacka! Cacka! Cackaaaaaaaaaah!!!"
Sarah: "Hannah, we don't have any crackers in the car. We'll be home in just a few minutes."
Hannah: "Hep! Heeeeeeeeeeeeeep! Hep! Hep!"
Sarah giggles.
Kevin: "Somebody better call Child Protective Services. That child needs help and her mother is ignoring her."
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Honest to God that sounds JUST like Breelyn. Totally could have been a story I was telling. Breelyn is a TOTAL Drama Queen. :0)
ReplyDeleteAnd a girly girl.
giggle - cacka is the vulgar german word for # 2 and i was, "surely she wouldn't teach her daughter THAT!", lol.
ReplyDeleteglad it means CRACKER, he he ;-)
At least you weren't currently being stopped for speeding by a police officer! :) I love Hannah stories. She sure has developed some spunk!!!
ReplyDeleteToo funny! Jia STILL yells help for anything and everything. I keep trying to remind her that we should reserve it for emergencies bigger than say, a broken crayon...
ReplyDeleteHeh... my momma tells me that my sister used to wake up every morning screaming "juuuuuuuuuuuuice! I want juuuuuuuuuuuuice!" Your sweet little Hannah reminded me of that. *grin*
ReplyDeleteI so love it!!!!!!!!!!! :) I am glad I am not the only one with a child hollerin for food in the van! lol Noah will then proceed to cryin and hollerin PPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEAAAAAASSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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BWAHAHAHAHAHA!
ReplyDeleteLove it!