Taylor & Gage...

Some random conversations from the over-night with these two kiddos at our house...

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Damon: "Gage, do you wanna go logging with me today?"

Gage: "I don't even know how to do laundry."

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Asher: (standing at the top of the stairs yelling) "Dadadadadadaaaa"

Gage: "I'm pretty sure that Asher is yelling at you (to Damon) - yep, I think he's saying 'Dada' and that's you."

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Gage: "I think that my bed time is 29 o'clock."

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Taylor: (after sitting on the floor playing with her Barbies for a while) "My gluteus maximus is really starting to hurt."

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We're downstairs getting ready to watch a movie prior to bed time and the baby monitor is on. Asher was being kinda crabby and the monitor was screaming.

Gage: (as he picks up the monitor) "Is this thing on? - Can he hear me?"

Me: "Nope, that's not how it works"

Gage: (holding the monitor to his mouth) "Asher, it's Gage, could you please be quiet for a few minutes we're trying to watch a movie."

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We're on the sledding hill when Gage starts 'crying'...

Me: "Gage, what's the matter."

Gage: No response - just continuing 'crying'...

Me: "Okay, well when you're done fake crying - Taylor and I will be at the top of the hill waiting for you."
Gage: "I'm not fake crying."

Me: "Okay, than whats wrong/hurt/broken/making you upset?"

Gage: "I'm hurt, it's my heart."

Me: "Your heart?"

Gage: "Yes, Taylor broke it when she took away my sled."
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