Flat Butter, Diarrhea and Cracking Up

Lately Alexis has just been on a roll! A week or so ago, she made some toast for herself (she's 5) and I told her that I would let her butter it by herself. She was SO excited! I went into the dining room to eat my toast and drink my coffee and she comes in and says, "mommy, how do I get the butter flat?" I told her to use the knife, and she said that she did, but it wasn't flat. So I go in to see what she's talking about and see this...

On Thursday, I had MOPS and we made altered journals. I made mine for Alexis because she LOVES to draw and write in journals.

Well, she has shown me some of her masterpieces which include a hairy cat's ear (just the ear), A book about underwear, an angry pickle with a sword, and fairies with pizzas. She came running down the stairs yesterday and proclaimed, "Mommy, I decided that I'm going to call this my diarrhea instead of my journal."

ummmmm....

"Honey, diarrhea is...well...poop. I think you mean 'diary' instead."

"Hehehehe! yeah, I mean a diary!"

And just now, we were talking about eye color. She asked how daddy got green eyes if papa had blue and nana had brown. I told her that another relative may have had green eyes, and she said, like his sister Julie? Julie is his step-sister (and doesn't even have green eyes, but she thought she did ) and so I tried to explain why she wasn't related biologically to daddy.

I talked about how Papa and nana used to be married, but then they got "un-married." She jumped right in and said, "Yeah, because they cracked up!" After I finished laughing my head off, I said, no they got a divorce and Alexis says, "But they cracked up, that's why they don't live together!" She meant "broke up" but "cracked up" was SOOOO much funnier! :)