Happy New Year!Journey found my old collection of X-Men cartoons and was watching them non-stop. She sits next to me one night, sighs and says: "I wish I were a mutant."
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David: "Journey's had a couple of temper tantrums today because she thinks I'm better than her at, well, everything. I'm a bit flattered and a bit worried. Well, mostly flattered."
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David: Mom, Journey won't let me play with her GIR doll.
Me: Doll, huh? I didn't know you played with dolls.
David: Her GIR ... plushie!
Me: Uh-huh.
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Me: *watching David throw home made confetti* Where does that go?
David: In to the incinerator?
Me: We don't have one.
David: Yes we do. It' called the microwave.
Me: No.
David: The flame thrower?
Me: No.
David: Where did I get the flame thrower again? Oh yeah, I stole it from a hobo.
Me: Why would you steal something from a homeless person?
David: Because it's just too easy.
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Journey (to David): It doesn't matter how big you get -- and you're going to get big -- and it doesn't matter how old you get -- and you're going to get old -- I'm still always going to be able to do ... THIS! *begins the universal 'head squishing' motion with her index finger and thumb at her brother's head from across the kitchen table*
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David (upon seeing that I made eight biscuits to go with beef stew): I love you!
Journey: There's two for each of us, but there will be two left over.
David: I call dibs on four!
Journey: You can't do that!
Me: Only two, David.
David: Don't make me insult your cooking, but the biscuits are the best part!
Me: Journey already insulted the beef stew when she said 'eww' at all of the vegetables.
David (sitting down at the table in front of his bowl of stew): Journey, that wasn't very nice - Ah! The stew just moved!
Me: Not nice, David.
David: No, I'm serious! Is that an eyeball?
Me: Eat your eyeballs, David.
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Journey: Mommy, Mark spoils you too much.
Me: Why do you say that?
Journey: He bought you that ring and it's white gold and he's building you a two-story house!
Me: *laughs*I deserve to be a little spoiled.
Journey: Medium spoiled.
Me: Fine, I deserve to be medium spoiled.
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Journey's handiwork
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