one year, i got my sister a birthday card that said: "Happy Birthday, Sis, ...so which of mom's traits are you going to try and hide this year?" in that vein, may i present the hinckley (+others) quotables for the past couple of months:
Lily proclaimed: "Evan Jean Hinckley" as she ran after him down the hall at church when evan was being disruptive. (in case you don't know, jean is her middle name, not his.)
while i'm in the kitchen making dinner, i hear lily repeatedly saying "that's me" to pat as the opening for a Hannah Montanna DVD plays. i come in after the third "that's me" and ask pat if she is pointing to the character "lily" who is hannah's best friend. yes, indeed she was. is that why she loves the show so much?
grace: "mom, what's the name of that song from wicked."
me: "i'm not sure, but hopefully, i'll be getting the soundtrack for valentine's day and then i could tell you."
pat (who is near me in the kitchen): "so you want the wicked soundtrack for valentine's day?"
(yea, i know, so subtle. pat took the hint though and i am happy that wicked is now on my ipod.)
grace: "dad, back away from the table and do not eat anymore candy until i'm done with my valentines."
me: "who do you sound like?"
grace: "i don't sound like anyone."
me: "you don't think that sounds like something mom would say."
grace: "EEIIWWWW!"
i LOVE butter and anything with a buttery taste (especially toffee). i love to sample the cookie dough when it's just butter and sugar mixed together. my dog seems to share this love. he once ate a whole stick of butter that i left on our dining room table and he loves to go after the butter wrappers in the garbage. evan too seems to have this love for butter. he snuck this stick and i found him happily eating it. i like the pix that shows how sad he was when i took it away.
some bonus quotes from extended family:
my brother jim: "out of all your kids, lily just cracks me up the most. she's just so far left of center."
my niece, maddie: "mom, what happens when you die?"
wendy (my sister): "dying is when you go to heaven and never come back."
maddie: "mom, will you die?"
wendy: "not likely anytime soon and don't worry, if anything were to happen to mom and dad, you would go and live with aunt april."
about a week later, my niece goes up to my sister and says: "mom, will you die before i'm a teenager so i can live with aunt april?"
(obviuosly, she is too young to fully understand death. ironically, this niece hated me when she was a baby. she took forever to warm up to me and would often cry when i got loud or animated.)
