Cute Stories and Irrelevant Pictures

We've had the most beautiful weather lately. Every time the first-trimester tiredness gets to me, we head outdoors where I can sit and the children can be children.






I thought I would share some of the gems that have come out of Cassandra's mouth lately. If only I could take a peek inside that fuzzy cute head....

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Cass is crying because she banged herself on the head.
I pick her up, saying: 'Oh! Did you bump your poor little head?'
"No!' she tells me between sobs, 'I bumped my BIG Cass head!'

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Cassandra is into naming and nick-naming everything. I do not allow her to call me names. She is constantly told: 'You may call me Mum, Mummy or Mama.' None-the-less, some of her names for me are amusing and I will have a giggle about them later.
At the moment she persists in calling me 'Old Mummy', because, you guessed it, apparently I am old.
She is also calling Eli 'Mean Baby', but as a pet name. For instance, it will be used in a sentence like, 'Oh Mean Baby, do you need help? I can help you!'. She is being discouraged, although it also really amuses me!

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Cassandra: MY Daddy is sillier than YOUR Daddy, Mama.

(I'm not so sure about that, kid.)

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Cassandra: Mummy, one day I will be your king.
Lauren: You can't be baby. Jesus is my king.
Cassandra: (after a long pause, in an urgent tone) Mummy what AM I???
Lauren: (trying not to laugh at the look of sheer bewilderment on her face) What do you mean?
Cassandra: Am I a husband?
Lauren: No darling, you are a daughter and also a sister.

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Some cute names for things:
The Beast from her 'Beauty and the Beast' book gets called 'The Bee-Sting'
Rice Bubbles are 'Bubble-bees'

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The opening notes of 'Jammin' come over the car speakers.
Cass: Is that Bob Marley Mama?
Lauren: Yes honey.
Cass: I think Bob Marley is MEAN.
Lauren: Oh really? Why?
Cass: Just because he sucks.
Lauren: I beg your pardon??
Cass: He SUCKS.
(I am later informed: 'Mummy. I don't know what 'sucks' means'. I guess the adult she heard it from didn't explain it to her *ahem*. NOT ME.)

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As winter set in this year I would occasionally tell Cassandra, 'Your hands/feet are like icicles!'
From Cass this came out as:
'Hey Mum! My feet are vegetables!' & 'Hey Mum! My hands are bicycles!'

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Cass is staring at me. This is usually followed by her proclaiming, 'Mummy, you are beautiful!'. This time however her eyes narrow and she says to me, 'Mum, you look like a monkey.' I start to laugh but stop when I realise how serious her face is- she is not playing a joke.
Pointing at my head she clarifies, 'I mean your ears do.' Thanks :)

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At Singapore Zoo Eli wanders about 10m away from us. Cass yells at us to get him back but we casually reassure her that we know where he is and it's okay.
She begins to scream and cry hysterically, like I've never seen before and yells, 'I WANT MY BROTHER!!!'. Stephen hurries to fetch Eli back as I cuddle Cass who immediately calms down and tells me through hiccups, 'Mum. I was so scared he was going to be squished by the thing." (She meant tram, but there wasn't one in sight.)

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Cass has been giving out imaginary presents. One morning she gave Stephen a gift that was a dolly pram and insisted he take it to work. He played along.
The second he got in the door that evening she asked him very politely, 'Did you "brrm" your pram at work today Daddy?'

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I'd found the children with a dead cockroach. Cassandra was wiggling her finger and saying, 'Tickle, tickle tickle!' and going in with the wiggling finger to tickle it. Eli was wiggling his finger too and sort of half joining in, but just stopping short of actually touching the cockroach each time to say 'GLUCK' (yuck).

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'Ballet hooping'