Great description

Buzz calls out from the bathroom that she needs help.
Mama comes in to help her.
Turns out she has diarrhea.
Mama tells her of her condition.
Buzz:  Yeah, I have diawrrhea.  My bum is thwrowing up.

Plea to the masses

Zanzi told me she was learning about the water cycle today.  She had a word written on the back of a work sheet.  The word was "nomocuation."  I asked her what it meant.  She said it was when the water cycle, everything happens all at once.

I can't find nomocuation in the dictionary.  I'm not sure if she made it up and is teasing me or if it's real.

Help a sister out, do I need to be worried?

What did she do?

Overheard Buzz talking to the dog.
Buzz:  Are you going to tattle?  I know you can talk.

Good thing I was in the kitchen

Buzz walks into the kitchen an hour after bedtime.
Mama: Hi!  Did you just wake up or have you been awake the whole time?
Buzz:  I'm hungry.
Buzz walks past Mama, drops her drawers, including underwear, and backs toward the trash can.


Update:  When we told Buzz what she did, she was EXTREMELY upset and mad that we would "tease" her like that.  She instructed us to never speak of it again.

The silliest Lily (titled by Grace)

The family was having a discussion about a little neighbor boy named Matthew.
Buzz:  We know a Matthew!  Matthew from the scriptures!
Daddy:  (sarcastically)  Oh really?!  Then what's his last name?
Buzz:  (confidently) Matthew 22.

I guess they DO kind of look like FBI agents

Daddy was teasing Buzz about who she was sitting by at Thanksgiving dinner.
Daddy:  At Thanksgiving dinner you have to sit in between the missionaries.
Buzz:  (whining) Nooo!  (Firmly) They look like they want to kill me!

Definitely need to clarify the definition of math before she starts school

Buzz and Mama are making patterns for each other and making the other person figure out comes next.
Buzz:  What comes next? (Hiding the paper.)
Mama:  I have no idea because I don't even know what the pattern is.  Can I see the pattern?
Buzz:  (Keeps hiding the paper) No (with a smirk), you just have to guess because it's math!

We too have started the early Christmas celebrations

Buzz:  You want to play "Dead Santa" with me Zanzi?

Why does she have it out for Oma?

Zanzi:  What does "prehistoric" mean?
Mama:  (insert some lame, but accurate response here)
Buzz:  Like Oma?

Ummmmm

Buzz to Mama:  I have invisible fwriends in my bedwroom.  Want to see them?

Ummmmm

Buzz to Mama:  I have invisible fwriends in my bedwroom.  Want to see them?

Need?

Buzz:  How do you lay an egg?
Mama:  Um, I don't really know.
Buzz:  ARGG!  I really need to know!!

Overheard

Buzz to Zanzi:  (bossy voice) Equals doesn't mean "I'm going to the park."

I'm confused about the need to wait until Wednesday

Just before Mama shut the door from putting Buzz to bed,
Buzz:  Mama, not tomowrrow, and not the next day, but the next day, I won't yell.

I think you need new invisible friends if they can't support what you wear

It's 1pm in the afternoon. 
Buzz walks up to me holding a different pair of shorts than the ones she is currently wearing.
Buzz:  Mom, I'm going to put these showrts on to make my invisible fwriends feel bettewr.

They're used to it by now

Papa teases the girlies a lot.
Papa:  Zanzi, your dad is coming soon.
Zanzi:  (nonchalantly)  I don't mind.

Garden goodness

Mama is weeding in the garden.
Mama asks Buzz if she wants to help Mama weed.
Buzz:  That's okay,  you weed and I'll just taste the lettuce to see if it's bitter.

Zanzi comes out to the garden.
Buzz:  Gwace!  Do you want to twry some lettuce?!
Zanzi:  Is it ripe?!

Canine Currency

We are leaving the house and not taking Duncan with us.
Buzz:  (Bends down and cuddles Duncan and in a very sad tone) Oooh, poowr Duncan!
Zanzi:  (Matter of factly, in a correcting tone)  Duncan's not poor!  He has hundreds of toys!

Mama:  McElligot's Pool by Dr. Seuss.
Buzz:  He wrote all the Dwr. Seuss books.  He must be tiwred.

Buzz:  (Who is 4 and a half and quite sincere)  Mom, can I have a cell phone that wowrks?

Mama and Buzz were making soup for dinner.  A few minutes later Zanzi came in the kitchen.

Buzz:  Hey Zanzi!  We made soup with mushrwooms in it and it MIGHT be good!


Daddy:  Hey Buzz, it's time for bed.
Buzz:  (cheerfully)  That's okay!

So profound

Daddy is talking about how the girls are so dirty that they probably need a shower instead of a bath.  Buzz doesn't like that idea.

Buzz:  (Very seriously)  The things that arwe imporwtant to me arwe differwent than the things that arwe imporwtant to you daddy.  

Zanzi is brushing her hair.

Buzz:  When Zanzi is done we'wre going to have a little talk out.

FYI, Zanzi is EXTREMELY competitive

Mama reads the back of the cereal box to the girls:

"The Tuesday before Lent is known as Pancake Day in England.  A fun part of the day begins when the church bells ring.  Then, women of the town race to the church with a skillet of pancakes.  The first one to arrive wins a kiss from the bell ringer."

Zanzi:  I would want to lose.  

We have breakfast for dinner, so I guess it makes sense

Mama:  What should we have for breakfast?

Buzz:  Dinnerw!

Oh the horror

Zanzi is getting her clothes on after going swimming.
Mama:  When you're done, there's watermelon here.
Zanzi:  (tired and whining) I don't want any.
Buzz:  (Horrified, her voice full of disdain and anger and her brows knit together) What do you mean?!!  It's Fwruit!!!!

Hot Potato

Holly (our friend):  Do you want any more brothers and sisters?
Zanzi:  Yes, four.
Holly:  Well that makes six.  Why do you need six?
Zanzi:  Because you need six people to play hot potato.
Buzz:  (Indignantly) NO!  You can play hot potato with five people!

Payback has begun

We're driving in the car.
Zanzi:  (out of the blue in a "Fat Albert" voice) Isn't it nice to pretend we have a real dad?

The funny thing is, I don't check Facebook very often....

Mama: What is Facebook?
Zanzi: You know that thing you always look at?
Mama: What is that?
Zanzi:  When you say you are going to check your email, but you check Facebook all the time!

Buzz knocks on the window.
Buzz:  Excuse me wind!  Don't be so fast!
(She waits a moment)  Thank you-(she cuts herself off) NO!  NOT SO FAST!

Eating Nutella on toast...
Zanzi:  When we bought the Nutella, it was new, that's why it's NEW-tella.

Just overheard the girls imagining things

Zanzi:  Pretend my name is Sister Awesome and your name is Sister Cool.
Buzz:  Yeah....

A little later....

Buzz:  Prwetend we werwe prwetty girwls...
Zanzi:  NO!!!  No pretty girls!

Silence please

Buzz:  Why is it quiet?
Zanzi:  Because somebody's getting dressed!

I guess most of the meals I cook are sad then

The girls were discussing "Happy Meals" from "Kings Crown" (or McDonalds to the rest of the world).
Buzz:  Big kids have a sad meal.  That's why they don't get toys.

She's right, all those sweets go straight to my lungs

Buzz:  Mom, you'wre kind of fat.
Mama:  Oh really?!  Where am I fat?
Buzz:  (Thinks for a minute) Um, in youwr lungs.

They repeated this four times, so I am sure this is accurate

Overheard Zanzi and Buzz playing church.
Zanzi: We believe...
Buzz:  We believe...
Zanzi:  toe...
Buzz:  toe...
Zanzi:  enter...
Buzz:  enter...
Zanzi:  and see.
Buzz:  and see.

Oh dear, she's ever so right.

Mama and Papa were talking with Zanzi about soccer.
Mama:  So what do you do during a game?
Buzz:  Focus!

Because what more could I say?

Mama was talking about time:  "...45 minutes"
Buzz:  I didn't think thewre was a 45 minutes.
Mama:  Oh really?  What did you think there was?
Buzz:  I thought thewre was a eight thiwrty minutes owr a thiwrty-eight minutes.
Mama:  Oh.

Didn't we have this same problem with Marvelone and Zanzi a few years ago?

Buzz:  One time I didn't know what time it was and Marwvelone told me I had to blow my nows rweally big and I said you'rwe not the boss of me and she said yes I am.

(Marvelone was Zanzi's imaginary friend.  I guess she stuck around to hang out with Buzz too.)

Girly girls really bother her. Really.

Zanzi:  Lily in my class holds her cup like this (holds her pinkie out) and I don't like it.  It really bothers me.  It makes me itch.

You're right, as a 6 year old, she probably skipped school to find a fashion show in a tiny town in Nebraska

Mama and Buzz were waiting to pick up Zanzi from school.  It was passed the usual time that Zanzi should have come out.
Buzz:  Where's Zanzi?
Mama:  I really don't know honey.
Buzz:  Maybe she's at a fashion show.
(I don't even know where she learned that!)

Buzz and Duncan (the dog) are in the girls' room.
Buzz:  Get thee fence!  Get thee fence!  Duncan, do you know what get thee fence means?  It means get out of hewre!  Get thee fence Duncan!

Mama told Buzz to go get a tissue for he nose.
Buzz looked around her room for a box of tissues but couldn't find one.
Buzz:  I can't find them.  I guess I'll have to call them!  I'll use this dinosaur clicker to help find them.
(She gets a toy clicker and walks around the house clicking her toy while saying)  Come hewre tissues!  Tissues Whewre awre you?  Come hewre little tissues!

Not really interested in living in that house

The girls are playing.
Zanzi to Buzz:  Remember, we don't have dinner on Tuesdays.

We're all made of bubble wrap

Buzz popped her knuckle, then looked up, surprised, and said:  "Mom, thewre was a bubble wright hewre in my fingewr and I popped it!"

Argument over a certain letter "i"

Zanzi:  Capital!
Buzz:  Lowewrcase!
Zanzi:  Capital!
Buzz:  Lowewrcase!
Zanzi:  Capital!
Buzz:  Lowewrcase!

Let's ALL try to be a little more grateful, or, I didn't realize that was the only alternative

Buzz during family prayer:  We awr thankful we have tissues to blow ouwr nose so we wouldn't have to eat our boogewrs.

Evil Fence

Buzz made a bad choice and she responded with, "but it was because Satan was making me do it."

Mama and Papa explained that she is really the one who chooses what she does and if Satan tries to make her so something, to say to him:  "Get thee hence!"

So Buzz has been running around the house saying "Get thee fence!  Get thee fence!"

This is the play of a lifetime, literally

Buzz has been talking about lollipops.
Zanzi:  (really upset)  Buzz, you didn't even say lollipops!  You said "wollipops!"
Buzz:  I haven't even leawrned all my lines yet!

I can't wait to watch those games

We are signing Zanzi up for soccer (it's in the spring here....)
Zanzi:  I'm really, really excited for soccer.  I hope I get to be the bully.  Being the bully is so much fun.

Speaking of beauty procedures while you sleep....

The girls are looking at a picture of Mama and her siblings when they were little.  The girls are trying to figure out who is who.

Zanzi:  No, that's Mama because I recognize her big, big, big lips!

Not a miracle I'm familiar with

Buzz:  WOAH!  Did Heavenly Fathewr paint my fingerwnails in the night?

I think the same thing every time I get dressed

Buzz is throwing a fit.  Mama is making her get dressed because we have preschool at our house today.  Mama can hear her crying and sad mantras as she is forcing herself to get dressed in her room.
The cries evolved from:  I hate getting dressed! to I hate night! (it's morning right  now) to I don't want to grow up!

That's the best guidance I've ever heard.

Zanzi got a tissue this morning and informed me:  I am going to make a ghost booger (when a tissue covers a finger in order to pick a nose) because we learned that germs like to be treated with respect too.  We learned that in guidance.

New, cuddly friends

Mimi and Grandpa sent the girls a Valentine's Day card, addressed to both girls, with a five dollar bill for each girl inside.  The card had a purple mermaid on the front of it.
For the last two nights, Buzz has slept with the card under her pillow and Zanzi has slept with the five dollar bill under her pillow.

Real Names

Grace just informed me she doesn't want me to use Zanzi and Buzz any more.  Henceforth, we will use real names.  Zanzi is GRACE and Buzz is Lily.

(Titled by Zanzi) Zanzi's Dream Problem

Zanzi was complaining how she didn't get enough sleep last night.
Zanzi:  (whining, really upset)  I didn't get enough sleep because the people were talking too loud in my dreams and they woke me up!

Pre-Valentine Lovin'

Buzz made Zanzi a Valentine.
The next morning during breakfast Zanzi hugged Buzz for the Valentine, thanked her and told her she loved her.
Zanzi:  (enthusiastically) I just can't stop eating I love her so much!

Then, to be honest, I don't want to know how they make doll hair

Mama and Buzz are talking about her doll's hair that's probably made from plastic.
Buzz:  Do you know how they make it?
Mama:  Actually I don't.
Buzz:   So no one will be mad at you.

Impressive geography

Just overheard the girls arguing about whether their dad was in New Orleans or Egypt.
Actually, he's asleep in the next room.

Oops?

Buzz:  Mom, do you like wet kisses?  

Mama:  Um, (thinking of wet kisses from little girls,) nope.

Buzz:  Oops. 

I knew we had a problem with blaming, but really?

Mama happened upon a big bump/scab on the top of Buzz's head.
Mama:  Ooooooh, did you bonk your head?  That looks like that hurt!
Buzz:  (really defensive) No-oh!  I think Buzz did it and just put it on my head.

New friend

There is a great big black lab that lives across the street.  Her name is Allie.
The girls LOVE Allie.
A few days ago they went across the street by themselves (with permission) and knocked on the neighbor's door and asked if Allie could play.  They played outside with her for a while then let her into the house (unbeknownst to me) and played with her in the house for a while.
They were thoroughly disappointed when I made them take Allie home.

PHEW!

We are sitting at dinner.
Zanzi:  (Full of awe) (Someone in her kindergarten class) gets an allowance!
Buzz:  What's an allowance?
Zanzi:  I have no idea.

Well, um, no.

Buzz:  Mom, I took all the skin off this almond.  Now it's a peanut.

I don't know what game she's referring to, but it's obviously serious

The whole family is driving along in the car.  Mama and Papa are having a conversation.  Out of the blue, Zanzi interrupts and says to Papa,
Zanai: (with conviction) You're outta the game Dad, you're outta the game.

Well, then I'll wear it more often

Zanzi:  When you smile it looks so beautiful on you.

Well, that guilt trip backfired

Buzz:  (whining)  I'm tiwred of picking up.
Mama:  I wonder if Santa is tired of delivering presents.
Buzz:  (really sassy)  Well, that's good 'cuz ouwr twree is filled with pwresents, and we don't need any mowre.

She wasn't even TRYING to be metaphorical!

Buzz and Zanzi had turned the couch into a jungle gym/playground.
Buzz was explaining to me how the slide worked.
Buzz: ...then if you get tiwerd you can just sit herw and take a wrest and look at Baby Jesus! (and she points to the the nativity scene right next to the couch.)

Identity Crisis much? Are you trying to tell us something?

Papa and Buzz are driving past Zanzi's school:
Buzz:  Look Daddy, it is Zanzi's school!
Papa:  Yep and in two years, you will be there like Zanzi
Buzz: I will be if fwost grade
Papa:  How about Kindergarten, lady
Buzz: Yeah, then I will be a big bwothuu
Papa: How about a big sister?
Buzz:  No, I think I want to be a big bwothuu

So that was Peter Pan's secret: no tonsillectomy

Buzz is having her tonsils removed in a few weeks.  She has been EXTREMELY apprehensive about the process, but I felt like things had changed this morning.  We had a consultation with the ear/nose/throat doctor who I felt had won Buzz over because he told her he had found a baby great horned owl this summer and built a wooden platform for it to live on and fed it raw meat until it flew away in the fall.  Buzz listened to the story, raptured and then was much more at ease about the whole process. (Or so I thought.)
5 hours later....
Mama: You're going to have your tonsils removed in a couple of weeks.
Buzz:  NOOOOO!
Mama:  What's wrong?  What are you worried about?
Buzz:  (whining and very worried)  I don't want to grow up!

Oh sweet innocent wonders

Zanzi is talking about which children at school go to the speech therapist.
Zanzi:  Aish goes too but I can understand her (She was telling us about someone she couldn't understand).
Mama:  Well, maybe Aish goes because she speaks a different language at home.  She might not speak English with her parents.  You could ask her sometime if she speaks English or Hindu with her parents.
Zanzi:  Yeah, I'll ask her if she speaks regly (regular) language at home.
Mama: Well, ask her instead if she speaks English because her language to her is regular.  Regular for her is whatever language she grew up speaking.
Zanzi:  Does she cry regly at home?
Mama:  Everyone cries the same, no matter what language you speak.

So much for sticking up for you!

(Miss Roth is Zanzi's student teacher in her kindergarten class)
Buzz:  Miss Woth
Zanzi::  Miss Ra-Roth!
Buzz:  I said that!
Zanzi:  No, you said, Miss Woth!
Mama:  Honey, she's doing the best she can.
Buzz:  No I'm not!

Baby+animals=perfect combination for Buzz

Mama:  You love anything to do with baby Jesus birth, don't you?
Buzz:  (smiling sweetly) Yeah.
Mama:  What makes you love it so much?
Buzz:  (in earnest sincerity) Because it has a baby and a donkey and cow!

A little singin' for your Sunday afternoon

I will take that as a compliment to my cooking

Just OH.
Daddy: I'm going to cut up some tomatoes and cucumbers. What should we dip them in?
Zanzi: (Enthusiastically) Enchilada sauce!

Um, okay?

Mama is in her bedroom with the door closed. The girlies are playing in the living room.
Zanzi: (Tattle-yelling) MO-OM! Buzz kicked me-e!
Mama doesn't respond.
Buzz: (Tattle-yelling) MO-OM! Zanzi tattled on me-e!

That darn bike is out of shape!

Mama, Zanzi, Buzz, & Duncan had all gone on a very long walk/bike ride. We were nearing the end of our ride and Mama could tell that Buzz was really running out of steam.
Mama to Buzz: Are you getting tired?
Buzz: No, my bike is just getting tiwred.

Apparently we have started a new exclusive church

Buzz singing: I belong to the churwch of Jesus Christ of latterw day merwmaids!

Animal approval

I just found this. I never posted it, but I think it was from June 2009.

Buzz: Can I be a piwate? (pirate)
Mama: Sure.
Buzz: Can you be my mom?
Mama: Sure.
Buzz licks Mama's cheek.

I know they're listening, now I just need to clarify proteins

Buzz and Zanzi are playing restaurant.
Zanzi: (placing her order) I would like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
Buzz: (Hand on hip, head cocked to one side) Well, I would welly like to put some pwotein in it.
Zanzi: Well, why don't you put some lettuce in it?
Buzz: (Cheerfully satisfied) Okay!

SCHOOL LUNCHES, you've ruined my child from ever enjoying junk food!

Mama felt like junk food for dinner. So Mama made fish sticks and tater tots. Zanzi was hungry and thought Mama wasn't making any dinner. Mama told Zanzi to go look in the oven to see that dinner was being made.
Zanzi comes back after looking in the oven.
Zanzi: (whining & upset) When I just look at those things in the oven I get sick to my stomach!


Update, she just said it again, however replacing "look" with "thinking about." I know what I am going to hang from the ceiling for decorations in future Halloweens.

I want to go to a party with her friends

Zanzi just asked me to spell the following names for some characters she was drawing: Callie, Jacob, Queen, Lightning, and Awesome.

Looks like we need to watch Star Wars again

Daddy asked who thought Duncan (our dog) was the devil.
Zazni raised her hand.
Mama: What's the devil?
Zanzi: I saw it on Star Wars but I forgot.

The great big leopard in the sky

Mama is having a conversation with girls about diversity and different characteristics that people can possess.
Mama: Even though we are all different, we are all special. Do you know why?
Buzz: Because Heavenly Father blessed us!
Mama: That's right, because we are all Heavenly Father's special children.
Zanzi: That's right! He's our leopard and we're His sheep!

Nose is an intricate part of gender apparently

Buzz: (muffled)....boy-girl?
Zanzi: What's a boy-girl? Oh, a boy-girl! (knowingly) A boy-girl doesn't have a nose.

Pledge Stew

Overheard while Buzz was coloring:
I love mommy and daddy and duncan and to the wepublic (republic) I love mommy and daddy;

Oh the honesty of wee ones

Mama ran a 5K race this morning.
Zanzi: How fast did you run?
Mama: I think I did pretty good, especially since I haven't run for a while.
Zanzi: (enthusiastically) That's good!! You need some exercise!!

Anyone know where I can get some huge sheets of saran wrap?

In a phone call with daddy:

Zanzi: Daddy guess what?
Daddy: What?
Zanzi: Ya know what I want to be for Halloween?
Daddy: What?
Zanzi: I am going to be a glass of water tipping over for Halloween!!!

I foresee some serious commitment in role playing

Buzz decided to play hide and go seek with her doll.
Buzz took her doll, went and hid it, then went and counted.
Then I heard: "Ready or not, here I come!"
Buzz proceeded to search the house for her doll.
Then she came to me and said: "Do you know where my doll is hiding?"
To which I answered: "She is where you hid her!"
Apparently, that was a great clue, because she then 'found' her doll and then happily brought it to me: "Look, I found my doll!"

Pretty sure that means you DON'T like

Zanzi: Pepperoni pizza is good but with no pepperoni on it.

Yes my dear, i announced your arrival

Zanzi: How did my teacher know who I was?
Mama: What do you mean?
Zanzi: On the first day of school, when I got to school, my name was already on my locker! Did you write her a letter and tell her who I was?

I guess my tummy doesn't sleep

It's 1:15 in the afternoon and Buzz hasn't had lunch yet.
Mama: You're still not hungry yet?
Buzz: No. My tummy's just sleeping.

Maybe we need to take a break from Oregon Trail history

Buzz: My baby's name is beautiful. I knew it was the right name because my sister had a baby and it's name is beautiful. I had a boy baby but it died because of the coyotes and then we moved and there are no coyotes here.

I can't even remember the last time I actually burned toast either

We read a book about a scientist that invented things and you had probably heard about her because you probably had one of her inventions in your home, like unburnable toast. The girls loved the scientist and the book.

A week after we had returned this book to the library:

Zanzi: We use burnable toast, don't we?

Buzz loves Liv Hansen (go ahead, google her)

Grandma and Buzz are watching a video about making a caterpillar cake.
Grandma: They sure are putting a lot of icing on that cake!
Buzz: (knowingly) It's just a crumb coat.

I'm down with that

Mama walks into the room.
Buzz is lounging on a chair talking on an old cell phone.
Mama: Who are you talking to?
Buzz: My boyfriend.
Mama: (quite surprised) Really?! Who's your boyfriend?
Buzz: Oh, he's a toy.
She walks over to the toys and holds up Woody from Toy Story.

If only we all had this attitude

Buzz wakes me up and with a sweet little smile on her face and such earnestness says:
When I open my eyes it's magic Mama!

We had bought sandals at the store for Buzz. We were going back to the store to look at the same sandals for Zanzi. Buzz wanted Zanzi to pick the same color as Buzz so they could match. Zanzi hadn't yet decided if she wanted to match or not.
Zanzi: (matter of fact tone to Buzz)...and if I pick another color that's my size, please don't cry or be mad or sad, I just have my own opinion. (with a shoulder shrug)

Slacker kindergarten teacher

Zanzi goes to all day kindergarten. It's hard. It's a lot of work. She still is getting used to it.
This morning she was having a hard time wanting to go to school.
Zanzi: (whining and upset) But Mom, I have to do all the work! The kids do all the work and the teacher doesn't even do anything! The teacher needs to work too! It's not fair!

(BTW Zanzi has an AMAZING kindergarten teacher who was Nebraska teacher of the year a few years ago. You can check out what they do here: Zanzi's Kindergarten Class )

I've always known she doesn't like carbonation, but this really clarifies the extent of her hatred

Zanzi walks into the room.
Zanzi: (disgusted) Ewww! What's that smell?! It smells like pooh or something burnt.
Mama (confused) I don't know, I don't smell it.
Mama holds out her glass of root beer for Zanzi to smell.
Zanzi (cheerfully pleased with herself for figuring it out) OH! It's THAT!

Can't argue with that

Mama: So, what do you think of Zanzi going to school?
Buzz: (casually with a shoulder shrug) Ehhh, it's lewning. (learning)

Not sure I get the logic, but I love it

The lunches provided for at Zanzi's school consist of hamburgers, cheeseburgers, sloppy joe's, etc.

Mama: Zanzi, do you want to have lunch at school sometime?

Zanzi: (HORRIFIED) NO MOM!

Mama: How come?

Zanzi: It's all baby food mom.

Minus the anger, I will take that as a compliment

Mama didn't "do anything" with her hair today. Just combed it, blow dried it, then headed off to church.

Mama is sitting with the three and four year old children at church.

A small girl walks up to mama and says: You have hair like Medusa!

Buzzisms

Buzz calls waffles B-waffles. (I know, it's a mouthful, but she says it consistently).

Buzz calls soccer balls foot-basketballs.

I'm not sure exactly just what happened

Buzz decided she wanted to eat a raisin English muffin, and adamantly decided she didn't want it toasted and she didn't want any butter or jam on it.

So Buzz is sitting at the counter eating a plain, untoasted, raisin English muffin.

Zanzi is sitting in the dining room, at the table, eating cereal.

Zanzi: BUZZ!!

Buzz turns around and looks at Zanzi.

Zanzi glares at Buzz, then takes her first two fingers, points them at her eyes, then points them at Buzz. (You know, the "I'm watching you" hand motion...)

Apparently eating untoasted, plain English muffins makes Zanzi mad and needs serious watching.

Okay Michael Jackson

We're driving in the car. Out of no where....

Zanzi: I like the name fabric. It's cool.

What were you before?

Zanzi and Mama were putting on regular, non-skin-tinting lotion.

Zanzi: Now I'm skin colored!

We obviously don't use the eye shiner very often at our house

Zanzi: I want to curl my hair with the eye shiner.

My shoes weren't loud, it was YOU

The girlies were being loud at church so I took them both out in the hall. We were standing in the hall, leaning against the wall, and not talking.

Zanzi: Mom, those aren't reverent shoes.

She REALLY thinks it's alive

Mama was running some food down the garbage disposal.

Buzz: It's choking Mommy, it's choking! You're giving it too much food Mommy! It's choking!

Then the garbage disposal finished "eating" the food.

Buzz: Now it needs some water Mommy, give it some water!

What did you think I was wearing?

Mama was getting dressed and Zanzi was watching her. Mama had her underclothing on and was pulling on a skirt.

Zanzi: Underwear would go really well with that skirt!

It's all in the hair

Auntie Kaitlyn: You have cute hair Buzz! And it suits you because you're a cute girl!

Mama: Are you a whipper snapper Buzz?

Buzz: No! I'm a Lhasa Apso! (That's the breed of dog we have that looks like an ewok.)

Signs I am overdue for my recertification course on motherhood

Buzz just had gotten out of the shower and was heading to get her pajamas on.

Mama: Hey, do you want me to dry your legs for you?

Buzz: No, I got it. I can do it bettew (better).

Yup, she's THAT good

Zanzi: Sometimes when I look at myself, and hold really still, I can see myself grow.

Any guesses on our next theme?

In the last few days Buzz has informed me she is having a wedding. There has been no mention of the groom, just the theme has been discussed of what has turned now into three weddings.

First it was a swimsuit wedding then in it turned into a "regly"(regular) clothes wedding and then tonight we ended with a pajama wedding.

When is it ever worth it?

Zanzi is getting her six year old molars in and so she thinks she is sick.

Zanzi: (whining terribly) I am just so sick! (pause for a moment, then dejectedly) It's just not worth it.

Evil door

Buzz got a pretty big gash on the back of her ankle.

Mama: Was it from the front door?

Buzz: Yeah, it was the door that squishes little kids.

Yes, this is a shocking world we live in

Zanzi: (out of the blue, super matter-of-factly) I always think this color orange is random.

Overheard at church today in the primary:

A little boy burst out: I can't be a child of God because I'm going to be out of town.

At least her armpits weren't sunburnt

I have a sunscreen stick that we use on the girls faces because putting lotion on their faces makes them nervous. The stick is like an oversized chapstick tube.

We were at the pool and I am putting sunscreen on Zanzi. I turn around to see Buzz with the stick in her hand, expertly applying the sunscreen stick, you guessed it, to her underarms. Each one. One, then the other.

Apparently the sunscreen stick is just the right size for little people deodorant.

I wish people would be mean to me

Zanzi: (In a tattling voice) "Friend" said I'm skinny.

Mama: Oh. Is that mean?

Zanzi: (like duh) Yes!

Mama: Your hair is so shiny! I think the more you are in the sun, the more golden your hair becomes!

Zanzi: Yeah, it's so shiny! It's like new hair!

Apologies in advance to the people of Alabama

I was babysitting a really, really, really sweet girl. This is very a-typical of what I normally hear come out of her mouth.

However, I overheard her say: There's really big spiders and lots of ugly people in Alabama.

I thought your life was more interesting than THAT

The girlies are going to bed, and of course, they don't want to. Zanzi is complaining.

Zanzi: Why do we have to go to bed before you?! That is the weirdest thing I have ever done! The weirdest!

It's actually called Jenga

Buzz is just having a rough day. She is crying and crying. Mama and Zanzi have started playing a game.

Mama: You need to stop crying if you want to play this game Buzz. If you don't stop crying you're going to have to go into the bedroom.

Buzz: (through her tears, in earnest) But I thought this was a cwying game!

THAT'S what you would buy if you snuck out in the middle of the night?

Zanzi: Mom, guess what? In the middle of the night last night I had some money and I sneaked out and I bought some green cheese.

Real tornados don't scare Zanzi apparently

Mama and Zanzi and Buzz are Skyping with Daddy in the middle of a tornado storm. We are in the basement, listening to the town siren, watching the wind blow like crazy and huge hail come down.

Zainzi: You know what you do when you see a tornado? You eat it.

Just because you call your hair "grey" doesn't change the fact that you have blond hair and blue eyes Zanzi

Daddy is talking about the "diversity" in this little town that Zanzi, Buzz and Mama are in.

Daddy: How many asians are there?

Zanzi: One, two.

Daddy: (Surprised) You know two asians there?

Zanzi: Oh wait there's 3! Mama, me and Buzz!

When have you even tried French food?

Zanzi: Can we go out to dinner? Something healthy? French?

Ummm, that's not how we normally play games

Zanzi: Do you want to play "Ring Around the Rosies" mom?
Buzz: Yeah, with no pants on?

Pretty sure there's some in the fridge right now

Overheard conversation between sisters:
Zanzi: When I grow up, I'm gonna go by myself and see where the creeeeeam cheeeeeeese is. Do you want to come with me?
Buzz: Yeah.



I was just informed she is actually going to look for GREEN CHEESE.
Mama: Oh, is there green cheese?
Zanzi: Yeah, it's gotta be somewhere!

I'm not sure there ever were mushrooms in that story

Mama is reading to the girls when the angel Moroni (male) comes to visit Joseph Smith.
Buzz: (upset) I wanted it to be a giwl (girl) angel!
Zanzi: Maybe the next story will be about a girl angel!
Buzz: And I wanted thewe (there) to be mushwooms! (mushrooms)

Yesterday Buzz tried to...

...make egg shaped ice cubes,
(No, she doesn't know that paper doesn't hold water, she's only three.)

bring the red ants out some water,
(She thought they were hot and needed some water.)



And knowing sticks aren't allowed in the house, hide a stick from me in the dishwasher. (However small sticks are allowed for "art projects.")

Red Light District

The girlies don't know the difference, they've been calling these things these names for so long, they think they are the correct names for these things.
Buzz: Star Whores for Star Wars
Zanzi: Family Ho Kneeling for Family Home Evening

The evolution of Spanish

We are driving in the car.
Buzz: For me, in Spanish, Cheetahs can jump from Portland to Bend. (175 miles)

Quite a trick!

Buzz was telling Oma about a movie she saw.
Buzz: There were two little boys and one of them was a giwl (girl)!

Wicker Ship Monkeys?

Zanzi and Buzz are playing.
Zanzi runs into Mama yelling:
The wicker ship monkeys are trying to get me!

Sweet Sister Talk

Zanzi and Buzz have just finished watching "Horton Hears a Who."
Mama overhears Zanzi say to Buzz: (enthusiastically and full of sincerity)
That was a great movie! I couldn't take my eyes off of it!

Great, I've got a hair racist child

The girlies and I have been talking a lot about making new friends.
Some little girls walk by on the street and we have a conversation with them.
After they've walked away, Mama says to Buzz: She was just your size, you could make friends with her!
Buzz: No! She has black hair!
Mama: You can be friends with someone who has black hair.
Buzz: No! I want a friend (fwiend) with the same colored (colowed) hair (haiw) as me!

I know plastic is bad, but it's not the root of ALL problems

Buzz and Mama were trying to find a light to turn on.
Buzz: (pointing to a lamp with a metal base and a woven reed shade) You can turn that lamp on.
Mama: I don't think it works.
Buzz: Yeah it doesn't work 'cuz it's made of plastic.

If you watch this movie, you will laugh, I promise

This was made a few weeks ago during quiet time. No one was around and I love the outcome.

I-I'm Grace and I'm makin' a mo-ovie.

I'm makin' a movie.

I'm makin' a movie yeah!

I'm makin' a movie yeah!

What's around my neck? Nothin'!

What's around there? Nothin'

What's around me-Yeah-ah!

Oh man, the day she has her own website....

Mama is talking to Aunt Leetle and trying to get her to check out Zanzi's cute freckles nonchalantly.

Mama: Have you seen her f-r-e-c-k-l-e-s?

Zanzi (still aware the conversation is about her, and in a hopeful tone): Website?

Not quite that strong

Zanzi: I didn't like that sauce.

Mama: Yeah, it was pretty strong. When we have it it's not usually that strong.

Zanzi: Is it strong enough to punch you?

I didn't know there was a contest or that I was a contestant

We're driving in the car.

Buzz: ....I can do it faster than you can.

Mama: What can you do faster than I can?

Buzz: Pick my boogies.

We're sitting at the kitchen table having dinner.

Buzz: What happen to my underwear?

(apparently they were no longer on her and she wanted to know how it happened...)

New names

Zanzi has now decided to call herself "Siren," yes, as in the mythological creature.
Buzz has now decided to call herself "Jimmy." I don't know why. Maybe just because Zanzi was renaming herself.

Are movie reference just a normal part of your vocabulary already?

Buzz set the table with silverware for herself.
Mama: Buzz, can you please get silverware for everyone else too?
Buzz: (really earnestly) But I don't know how to get to Paradise Falls!

We're sitting at the dinner table and Buzz says to Oma out of the blue:
I have some bad news. Sydney (her BFF) doesn't know you.

That wiggly fire

Zanzi is showing me her loose tooth.
Zanzi: Mama! Look! My tooth is as wiggly as fire!

Cousin conversations

Buzz was talking on the phone with her cousin Paige (whose funny words can be found HERE).
Every time these two talk on the phone the conversation starts the same way. Today Buzz apparently got tired of answering Paige's question.
Paige: What doing?
Buzz: Talking on the phone! Stop asking me that!

He does make dinner...

Daddy made dinner when Mama had tonsillitis (yet again).

Zanzi to Daddy: You make a great wife.

Zanzi is MA-A-A-A-A-A-AD!

Zanzi is mad because she wanted to be the first one to lose a tooth.

However, this morning Buzz lost a tooth. Yes, she is not even 3 and a half years old.

She wanted to have a loose tooth like like Zanzi so she decided to press up against the corner of the closet door to "make it wiggle" and it just POPPED right out! She wasn't so keen on it coming out of her mouth.

Zanzi is still very mad.

Forget St. Patrick's Day for luck!

Zanzi discovers her tooth is loose (just a little).

Zanzi: (happily and very excited) I'm a lucky girl!!!!

Mama: Buzz, go up to your room for your nap.

Buzz: But Mama, I want you to cawwy (carry) me.

Mama: I can't right now, I'm doing dishes.

Buzz: But Mama, I can't do everything myself!

Zanzi told me this is "Face Styling"

Zanzi: Hi I'm Gon (as in 'gone' with the wind)

and I decorated my, um, friend Lily and this is how it-has been done.

Buzz: (A couple of times): I have bangs.

Now I just did a little bit of mustache,

a little bit of duck foot on her nose,

a little bit of eyes around her regler (regular) eyes

and a little bit of forehead style

and a little bit of face cheeky thingies.

Thanks, Bye.

Come on over to flickr to check out more fun how to videos by the girlies.

How to cut a kiwi

Zanzi would really like to be on T.V.

Zanzi has never broken her leg

Zanzi got a scrape on the back of her hand.

Mama: Zanzi, go get in the bath right now.

Zanzi: (crying and whining) But Mama! My hand hurts so bad! It hurts like I broke my leg!

I am curious to know what the fridge was doing that needed stopping

Buzz talks to herself constantly. This was a small piece of what Mama overheard yesterday.

Buzz: I said stop to the fwidge (fridge)-stop to the REAL fwidge. STOP! Fwi-idge! S-O-P!

Overheard

Zanzi is NOT in school nor does she attend school a school that requires homework.

Buzz is outside eating a sandwich. Zanzi is inside, quiet. A closed sliding glass door separates them.

Zanzi: (Yelling really loud) I'M DOING MY HOMEWORK SO DON'T BOTHER ME! (pause) I LOVE YOU TOO!

Most definitely NO blood

Buzz and Mama are walking through Lowe's (a home improvement store) and we hear a VERY loud noise. We round the corner and see a man using a very large, very loud machine to cut a huge piece of plywood.

Buzz: Oh, there's the noy-uz!

Mama: Oh, yeah! They're cutting wood.

Buzz: Is there blood?

And you teething is pulling the patience out of ME!

Zanzi has Duncan on a leash and Duncan is excited to go play and pulling at Zanzi.

Zanzi: (Frustratedly yelling) Duncan! You're pulling the attitude out of me!

Mama: What does that mean?

Zanzi: He's pulling the patience out of me!

Zanzi: What if we could call Heavenly Father and Jesus on the phone and their number was 6 & 7? [Meaning they were #6 & #7 on the speed dial.] That would be easy.

Well thank you Rock and Roll

Zanzi made a little something while Mama was making breakfast.

Mama: Zanzi, you make such cool things!

Zanzi: (Almost exasperated) That's because I love Rock and Roll songs!

[By the way, his name is Lon, he is 9 months old, just a kid, and he loves to be tickled on the neck.]

Yeah, my mind bothers me when I try to go to sleep

Zanzi is hungry but everything Mama has suggested to eat doesn't sound good to her.

Mama: Well, let me know when you figure out what you would like to eat.

Zanzi: (doesn't feel well so quite whiny) My mind is bothering me while I'm trying to figure it out so I can't!

Scribbly music!

Mama, Zanzi and Buzz were listening to music rather loudly.

Zanzi went downstairs to get something.

When she came back upstairs:

Zanzi: I could still hear the music downstairs but it just sounded like scribbles.

No, this is not a mirror image, this is how it was written

ABCDEFGHIJKL

MNOPQRSTUV

WXYZ NAW (now)

I NO (know) M-

I (MI, my) ABCESE (abc's)

NECST (next) TIM (time)

WOHT (won't) U (you) S-

EING (SEING sing) W-

ITH (WITH with) ME

Our dog LOVES to spell, so this really helps

The dog, Duncan, is trying to play with Zanzi.

Zanzi: S-T-O-P Duncan! S-T-O-P!

Already a broken heart and just three years old

Buzz is so upset about something, trying to tell me something through her tears.

Mama calms her down enough to understand what she is trying to say.

Buzz: Zanzi took the red (crayon) and I wanted to use red and it bowke (broke) my hurt (heart)!

Zanzi woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom.

Mama: It must have been all that hot chocolate you had earlier.

Zanzi: (Referring to her pee) Hopefully it's not brown!

REALLY, our children don't have a lot of sweets

At 6:30 in the morning...

Zanzi: Can I have some cotton candy?

Papa: We don't eat cotton candy for breakfast.

Zanzi: (so pleased with herself for this great solution) If I put milk on it then it's breakfast!

Is that a cross between a fudgesicle and a vegetable?

Buzz: May I please have a fudgtable?

Everyone says Buzz looks just like Mama, but....

Our dog doesn't even wear a collar, he just wears a harness

Buzz is putting on a long sleeve polo shirt.

Buzz: This is not a twotwo neck. (Turtle neck)

Mama: No, it's not. It's called a polo because it has a collar like this.

Buzz: Yeah, like a dog collow. (collar)

Let me know when you accomplish that

Zanzi saw an astronaut floating in space on a space station.

Zanzi: WOW! I've been trying to do that all week!

Zanzi is frustrated about a situation.

Mama: Well, you can do something about it and change the situation or just accept it the way it is.

Zanzi: (sounding overwhelmed) I don't know! So many plaaaaans, I can can't choose!

WHAT?!

Zanzi: (out of the blue) Is my thumb one of my tummies?

Maybe she doesn't understand the meaning of the word "foolish"

Mama and Zanzi are having a conversation about a friend of ours' birthday. Without skipping one beat in the conversation, Zanzi changes the subject, however I think in her mind it was somehow related...

Zanzi: And the foolish man!

Mama: The foolish man?

Zanzi: Yeah, the one who built his house upon the sand?

Mama: Yeah...

Zanzi: (with a great big, truly happy smile on her face) I'm that foolish man!

Hugs only help me on Fridays

Zanzi: I really miss you when I'm in bed.

Mama: I'm sorry sweet love. Can you have a baby in bed with you, will that help?

Zanzi: That only helps on Mondays and Sundays.

(Mama's quiet trying not to laugh.)

Zanzi: What day is it?

Mama: It's Wednesday.

Zanzi: It won't help then.

She, like me, has no idea what she is talking about

Buzz: Mama, is this light pink?

Mama: Yes, it is.

Buzz: This is my favowite colow!

Mama: That's great Buzz!

....A few moments of silence...

Buzz: No! I didn't say that!

Mama: Oh!

Buzz: No! I did say that!

Vocab word of the day: InfAction

The girls are getting ready for a bath.

Zanzi: Infaction.

Mama: Infection?

Zanzi: No, infAAAction.

Mama: Oh, what does that mean?

Zanzi: It means you need to get ready for a bath immediately and make good choices and do it immediately.

Those Spanish numbers get me every time

Zanzi is trying to put her own belt on and really struggling with the back part.

Zanzi: (irritated) Stop bothering me quatro, cinqo!!!

Oma has FANTASTIC smile lines

Zanzi: When I get old you're going to be really, really, really, really old?

Mama: No, I'll just be Oma's age. She's not old, she's just, like a grown up. I'll be like her when you're my age.

Zanzi: (thinks for a minute) She just has little cracks in her?

Apologies to our readers who don't have any hair

[Papa shaves his head for that nice smooth feeling, and has for the girls' entire lives.]

Papa was having trouble opening the bag of cereal.

Zanzi: Come on Papa!

Papa: Hold on, I'm not smart like you.

Zanzi: Yeah, I'm smart. And Lily is smart. And Mama is smart.

Buzz: 'Cuz we have haiw! (hair)

But we don't have a monkey or any grapes!!!!

Buzz walks passed me asking nonchalantly: Can I have a cwayon (crayon) because I'm going to teach the monkey to climb up to the gwapes (grapes)?

Happy Wednesday to you

Zanzi is walking around saying repeatedly: Science is in the HOUUUUUUUUSSSSE! (Like you would hear when someone famous and loud entered a party, and by the way, I have NO IDEA where she picked that up...)

[Update, just found out "Science is in the house" is from Sid the Science Kid, and yes, she did watch that show this morning, but it was still funny.]

Buzz: I don't like Jesus.

Mama: How come you don't like Jesus?

Buzz: Because I don't want him to come over to our house.

Buzz: I want to put fingernail polish on.

Mama: Okay, here's some black sparkley.

Buzz: Black hurts me.

SuperEYES!

Zanzi: "These are my SUPER EYES!"

(Sorry about the quality, but the pictures were taken with my phone.)

Buzzisms

Buzz learns it's Mama's birthday today.

Buzz: Are you six?

Buzz calls Pinocchio PokeyNokey.

YOU'RE CONSIDERING THE OPTION?!

Zanzi keeps getting up out of bed and thinking of reasons not to go to bed.

Mama: Zanzi, if you get up one more time you will lose privileges.

Zanzi: (quiet for a moment) What kind of privileges?

Christmas phrases that made us laugh

One-in-horse-in-sleigh: One horse open sleigh

In extra strength dayoz: In excelsis Deo (from Angels We Have Heard on High)

Angel Ramoni is on top of the temple (angel Moroni)

Frosting the Snowman

All of the other reindeer, used to laugh and call him names, You're a TREE! (from Rudolph the Red nosed reindeer)

Rudolph the Red nosed reindeer, you'll go down in history, Like a HARP!

Oh Buzz

Buzz doesn't want Zanzi's orange she peeled because it has sweat (?) on it and according to Buzz,
Buzz: Sweat is hand spit.

We're talking in the car about speed signs and how fast we can go.
Buzz: I'm going to go as fast as an apple.

Tickely rain

It's been drizzling here in Portland for the last few days and Buzz has said quite a few times in the drizzle:
I need to put my hood on, the wain is tickling me.

We've obviously been hanging out with more real dogs than real babies

Zanzi and Buzz both have babies they're playing with.
Zanzi to Buzz: Do you want our babies to sniff? (She then makes sniffing noises and holds her baby out for Buzz's baby to sniff it.)
Buzz amicably agrees.

Reasons I love Zanzi (who will be 5 on Sunday)

We're reading Christmas stories and Mama tends to tear up as we read them.
We've just finished our second book.
Zanzi: Can we read a book now that doesn't make you cry?


Zanzi has figured out if she sleeps on the covers on her bed and just pulls a blanket over her, then she doesn't have to make her bed in the morning, she can just put the blanket away. Mama comes in after she's asleep to find her curled up, shivering under little baby blankets. Oh Zanzi.

I thought we were doing really well with explaining the real meaning of Christmas...

Buzz: I'm going to be a raccoon for Christmas.

Well, I'd prefer to do this with dad

The girls are both in a phase where they really don't like me to kiss them very much.
I had just grabbed each of the girls individually and kissed them, then expressed joy and excitement over my accomplishment.
Zanzi then grabs my face with both her hands and says: I'm going to kiss you the fun way!
She then kisses my lips and holds the kiss for about 4 seconds while swiveling her head back and forth.

Sweet words

Zanzi comes downstairs all dressed, wearing a turtle neck, and realizes it's VERY cold out today.
Zanzi: Good thing I have my frogneck on today.

We get out the stockings.
Buzz: Are these Santa's socks?

She's right, it's not the clothes that make us who we are

Zanzi: You look beautiful today Mama.
Mama: Well thank you but I'm not dressed.
Zanzi: Well your face looks beautiful.

Not my wee one this time, but worth it.

Wiyo, Mama, Zanzi and Duncan were on a walk in a park. We all passed a little boy, quite a cheerful little lad.
Little Guy: I like your dog.
Mama: Thanks.
Little Guy: I like your kid.

Obedience with vengence

Mama told Buzz to go upstairs.
Buzz did not want to go upstairs.
Buzz went over to the stairs and sat there whining.
After a few minutes, Mama went to go over to the stairs to tell her to obey again. Because Mama was on the other side of a wall, she couldn't see Buzz had actually started go go up the stairs despite her whining.
Mama: Buzz-
Buzz: (cuts me off yelling) I'M OBEYING YOU!

No more authority for mom

Mama asks Zanzi to pick up her coat and hang it up.
Zanzi: (whining terribly, almost yelling) Why are you the boss of me? Jesus is the REAL boss of us!

Ummmmm.....Pardon?

Zanzi asks Mama to put her hair in lots of braids.
After Mama finishes braiding Zanzi's hair,
Zanzi: Now everyone will say "there's a China girl that has gray hair!"

Zanzi calls the blond parts of her hair gray.

Zanzi isn't too fond of her picture being taken.

Carlee is in high school and lives with her ma, aka Grammy

Zanzi sees a picture of Auntie Carlee on the computer.
Zanzi: Carlee!!!
Buzz: (in the other room not looking at the picture) Who's Carlee?
Zanzi: You know, Carlee who babysits Grammy?
Buzz: Oh yeah.

What magic would appear if she said "insulin?"

Zanzi and Buzz are playing with the bathroom cabinet doors. Zanzi is telling Buzz how to play.
Zanzi: Okay Buzz. First you have to shut the doors. Then you knock on them and say "diabetes."

And I am allergic to cleaning the bathroom

Mama is talking with Zanzi about making good choices.
Mama: Zanzi, you need to make good choices with Buzz.
Zanzi: I don't think I can because I'm allergic to green beans.

On hold at the library=super cool

Buzz: Wow! That's a big book!
Zanzi: It's because I got it on hold. [from the library]

Now that foul language is just uncalled for

Zanzi was being very mean to Buzz.
Buzz: (to Zanzi) AAAAAAH!!!! I'm mad and you're bad and you're a Storm Trooper!

Peanut butter make up

The girls are sitting at the kitchen table eating apples, peanut butter and raisins. I have been out of the room and come back into the room.
Buzz has peanut butter all over her cheeks.
Mama: How did you get peanut butter on your cheeks?
Buzz: Zanzi did it.
Mama: Zanzi, why on earth did you put peanut butter on her cheeks?
Zanzi: But I wanted to make her cheeks rosy!

She knows what she's talking about too

Zanzi: Duncan's nose smells like a llama.
(Duncan is the dog.)

What else does she do that I don't know about?

Apparently when we got to church, Zanzi went straight to the library and asked for nail clippers. They told her she had to wait until she got home to get some.

No more cooking of salt at our house

In the middle of dinner:
Buzz: I don't like salt. Well, I don't like it cooked, I like it WAH (raw).

Did that just come out of my mouth?

Buzz is playing play dough by herself at the kitchen table while Mama does dishes.
Mama: Buzz, please stop arguing with yourself.
(She was in a full on fight with herself.)

Halloween Treats

Zanzi: (cheerfully) I like to eat my boogers from my eyes. They're yummy.
Mama: Oh.
Zanzi: They're yummier than my boogers from my nose.

I hope it's not contagious

Buzz was telling me about what she had been pretending.
Buzz: I was sick but I'm all bettew now.
Mama: Oh. What kind of sick were you?
Buzz: Dinosaur sick. But I'm bettew now.