Moira's Blog

• Me: Hello Madam Moira.
  Moira: The "madam" is not pronounced.
• Moira: Dad, what did you study when you were a teenager?
  Me: You mean when I was in college?
  Moira: Yes.
  Me: I studied math. What are you going to study in college?
  Moira: Bonjour!
• A page from a book by Moira: Flowers live in the Jurassic and they always drink up water and soil for the rest of the week.
• Me: Babies are hard to take care of. You'll find out when you have babies of your own.
  Moira: Not to worry. I'm going to have a family of super-heroes.
• This is Moira's favorite song. (November 2010)
• Moira, to her baby brother: Miles, when we grow up, we're going to marry somebody else. And you will miss me. But I will still be around and I can visit you.
• Moira: I want to practice blowing out candles with my nose at Light Nose Candle School.
• Moira: Hey Dad, does counting ever stop?
  Me: That's a good question. Is there a biggest number?
  Moira: I think a one with two zeroes.
• Me: Is there still soap on your hands?
  Moira: No. Those are just water bubbles.
• Me: Miles, are you going to be the drummer in our family band, or is Moira?
  Moira: I'm going to be the baton-er.
  Me: I don't think our band needs a baton twirler.
  Moira: Do we need a mermaid?
• Moira: Hey dad, I think Nicho loves me.
  Me: That's nice.
  Moira: And I love myself too.
• Moira's new "hypoxis": When you put on a sock, it senses which foot you are using and changes shape so as not to hurt your toes.
• Moira's long term plan: She will have three babies named Red Rose (girl), Orange Flower (girl), and Blue Bird (boy). Her "daddy" will be called Oatmeal.
• Moira: Daddy, I can't hold my cup in my mouth (with her teeth). How can I drink out of it?
  Me: (holding the cup up to her lips)
  Moira: I get it.
• Moira: I look like a king.
  Me: How do you look like a king?
  Moira: Because I have clothes on.
  Me: You're right, you do look like a king.
• Moira: What's this called?
  Me: It's called meat. It's actually called hamburger, and this kind of sandwich is called a hamburger.
  Moira: Ha, ha! Good one.
• Moira: It's not Miami---it's all of my family's Ami.
• Moira (after going to Disney World): When I grow up I'm going to be a famous builder. I'm going to build wooden statues with lollipops in their hands, and they will eat the lollipops. It will be a new lollipop ride.
• Moira (after saying she will not have dessert): Daddy, you know what? My treat is having you for a friend. But I'm not going to eat you. (then she did have dessert)
• Me: That's a big honkin' moon.
  Moira: Honk, honk! Comin' through!
• Moira (in the car): Does my blood help me move?
  Me: Your blood brings the food from your stomach to all the parts of your body so you can move and do lots of things.
  Moira: Like teach math?
• Moira (from the backseat of the car; approximate transcription): I'm going to reach into my pocket and get a huge straw and lift it up, up, up, and I will drink all the night time and then the sun will come and behind it will be the morning!
• (after a few rounds of 'Is my quiet time done yet?' 'No.'...)
  Heather: Moira, don't ask about your quiet time again. I'll tell you when it's done.
  Moira (sticking her head out the door again): Mommy, I'm just singing a song about 'Is my quiet time done yet, is my quiet time done yet.'
• Moira: There's an R in that star.
  Heather: Yeah. That sign says 'Toys R Us.'
  Moira: Toys R Me!?!?!?!?!?
• Moira: I'm not going to do math when I grow up. I'm just going to write lots of funny things.
  Me: Well, maybe you're going to be a comedian when you grow up.
  Moira: No, I'm not going to be a Canadian!
• Moira: Choo, choo. Everybody aboard!
  Me: Where are we going?
  Moira: We're going to South America.
  Me: What are we going to do there?
  Moira: We're going to see Barack Obama.
• Moira (calling from upstairs): Mommy I need your help opening these.
  Heather: What do you need from your dresser? (drawers are locked)
  Moira: I want to make a cornucopia.
  Heather: Of clothes?
  Moira: Yes.
• Me: Are you going to be a kind and sweet and gentle child?
  Moira: No. I'm just going to be a rough child.
• Me: We can eat outside if we can get rid of the ants.
  Moira: That's not the case.
• Moira (to me, in the morning): Your breath makes my head fall over.
• Moira (pointing to the sky): Look, it's a giant ball made out of sky.
• Heather: Look, a toad!
  Moira: Maybe if you step on him he will feel like a toadstool.
• Moira's new joke (she thinks it's hilarious): Please pass the tomatoes!
• Moira: I'm so frustrated from butterflies!
  
• Me: You can drink upside down.
  Heather: Don't tell her that.
  Me: I just meant that *one* can drink upside down.
  Moira: I'm the one that can do it.
  Heather: Oh no.
  Moira (5 minutes later): I need a sippy cup.
• Me (pointing to picture of fork, knife, and spoon): What's this?
  Moira: Two pencils. (translation: utencils)
• Moira: I want to say bad things to bad people.
  Me: That makes sense.
• Me: These bottles stack!
  Moira: Yeah, those bottles do kind of snack.
• Moira (in bed, getting tucked in): I love orchestras.
  Me: Do you like classical music?
  Moira: I think orchestras are very similar to class music.
• Moira: Stop talking to each other.
  Me: Don't you like to talk about politics and health care reform?
  Moira: No---I like to play games.
• Me: What does the alligator say?
  Moira: Chomp, chomp, chomp.
  Me: And then what does he say?
  Moira: More hot dogs!