Rainy days bring out the crazy in us #WordlessWednesday

I actually took these back in May but never shared them and they are way too funny not to share.

Rainy days bring out the crazy in us.

I’m sure I am missing out on some sort of link up – feel free to post a link in the comments and I’ll visit/link up.
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Peanut-isms. Alternatively, Things My 3 year Old Says

Sometimes living with a 3 year old is kind of like living with a tiny little comedian.  Here are some of the latest.

things my 3 year old says

Me, “Peanut, we’re running late. Let’s hurry.”
P, “I can’t hurry. I’m a slow turtle. ” proceeds to take teeny tiny slow steps toward the door.


Sitting down at dinner and Peanut says, “mom, guess what?” To which I obviously reply, “what?” Casually she says, “chicken butt!” And then laughs.


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Wiping the chair arm with water, “Mom, don’t put your elbows up there. I’m cleaning with chemicals that smell like spicy cucumbers.”


“I love butterflies, but not hogs.”


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This morning someone in our family broke posterior silence (and I’m not going to name names) and without skipping a beat, Peanut yells out: “Poop!” “Poop!” “Something stinks!” “Did someone fart!?!”  We now call her a “Fart Alarm.”

Speaking of farts – Peanut farts and I ask, laughing, “Was that you?”  Peanut, “No…it was Tayor.”  Then smiles, turns and walks away.
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Laughing at Taylor’s silliness, “Tayor….you’re so cute and squishy!”

I sit down on the couch and Peanut climbs and sits down next to me. By next to me I mean practically on top of me. Me, “Addi, why are you on top of me?” Peanut, “Because you’re very snuggly and soft.”
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