Porter: Japanese

My sister was teaching us some Japanese a while back.  One of the words (which I can't remember what it means off hand - but it's not bad, promise) is DOITASHIMASTE.  My sister said that the easiest way to remember it was to say "No Touchy Mustache".

Dane was writing his name on his plastic water cup.  And the words "NO TOUCHY!" to be cute and keep little (and big) fingers off of it.

So Porter blurts out----
Porter: "NO TOUCHY MUSTACHE!!!"

Porter: Bad Guys

Porter:  "Mom!  Come see what I made!  It's a TRAP!"
Mom: "Show me!"
Porter: "See Mom!"
*** The kids dug a hole in the dirt, added water, and made a soupy/muddy mess.***
Porter:  "The bad guys are going to step here and say, "OH, MAN!  These are my BEST SHOES!!!"

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Next morning, Porter is walking around kind of sad.
Gpa:  "Why are you so sad?"
Porter:  "The bad guy got away..."

You've gotta love that little guy! :)

Mom: The Itsy Bitsy Spider

While sitting on the couch, we were singing the Itsy Bitsy Spider song with our hand being spiders.  But we got tired of the old version... and when mom gets (a little) silly, she comes up with new ones...

"The itsy bitsy spider went up the Porter's arm.
Along came Debany and smashed it...
And now it's dead."

We didn't have straight face for the next 20 minutes!

Porter: Veggie Tales

To anyone who knows the Veggie Tales song... Here's my son's version:

"Broccoli, Celery, Got to be... Potatoes!"

Debany: Daddy Needs a Shape...

I'm in the house getting my gloves, Dane's in the backyard working on the garden boxes.

Debany: "Daddy needs a shape. I don't know why he needs a SHAPE."
Mommy: "Daddy needs a shape?"
Debany:  "Yeah! I don't know why."
Mommy:  "Well.. what kind of shape does Daddy need?"
Debany:  "A Triangle."
Mommy: "Ooooh!  Got it."
Debany:  "???"

Myanna: Rainbows

Myanna is relentless to getting her nails painted.  Last night, finger nails.  Today, toe nails.
(This is what happens when you're mom isn't all frilly and girlie...)
So, my indecisive girl decides she wants all the colors in a rainbow.

Mom while painting her nails:  "So, where do rainbows come from?"
Myanna:  "Walmart."