Musings from Natalie #8

Overhead while Noah and Natalie were playing restaurant with Nat's play kitchen:

"I'll be the cook," said Noah.
"No, I'll be the cook.  You be the dishwasher," instructed Natalie
"I don't want to be the dishwasher," said Noah.
"But, the dishwasher is a VERY important job!" promised Natalie.
"Fine." surrendered Noah


"Mom, is that a sausage dog?" asked Natalie while pointing to a dachshund.


Me: "Are you having fun with Grandma?"
Natalie: "I'm having buckets of fun...100 BUCKETS!"

(Hmmm...was this before or after Grandma bought you a Monster High doll?)

Who's the Boss?

Tonight as I was tucking Natalie into bed and wished her a good night, she responded (quite caringly, I might add), "Mom, get some good rest tonight.  Tomorrow, after we wake up, you'll get right to work."

Apparently, this afternoon Natalie took her teacher's suggestion of "dress in p.j's and bring your favorite breakfast item to school tomorrow" as a bona fide homework assignment.  So, although her typical breakfast meal consists of a bagel and chocolate milk -- in order to make the grade, we need to bring in homemade banana chocolate chip muffins. 

Soon after I heard, "Mom, when am I going to get a desk?" 

Anyone need a CEO?  Nat's available.