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Showing posts with label Palmerism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Palmerism. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

I'm Laying Down!

Palmer and Linkan stayed at Gma and Gpa P's in September so we could enjoy our anniversary weekend sans kids. (Thank you Gma and Gpa P!!) A few days after their stay, I received the following email from Gma:

"OK, so here's the story on Palmer. She very carefully laid her blanket on top of the dog pillow in the living room. Then she stood in the middle of it and started twirling around in circles. I asked her what she was doing. She gave me "that look" and said, "I'm laying down." Then she twirled a couple more times and laid down on her blanket. Shades of Boss laying down. I laughed so hard I had tears. She's a very observant little girl. And soaks everything in. Anyway, I thought you might enjoy that. I sure did. Kiss the girls for me."

That's MY girl! ;-)

Friday, November 1, 2013

Leave the Light On

At bedtime, Palmer's way to ask us to leave a light on is, "will you turn off the dark?" Presh! 

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Aw Man!

While on a camping vacation in Arkansas last week, poor little Palmer had a diaper explosion in the car.  It was bad enough that we pulled over on the side of the road to assess the damage. haha  Anyway, when I opened the door and started to pull her out of her carseat, she looked down at the "carnage" and exclaimed, "Aw maaaaaan!"  My thoughts exactly! While I was cleaning her up in the back of the car and dad was cleaning up the car seat, she said, "I sorry." to which I said, "What in the world are you sorry for, baby?".  "Poop."  Little girl was making us giggle through our gags.  Haha

Friday, February 22, 2013

Tomatoes

When Linkan was about 18 months, she started referring to tomatoes as "nemos". The name stuck an hardly anyone in the family (grandmas and grandpas included) refers to than as tomatoes anymore. They're nemos!

Palmer is now 18 months and like Linkan (and me!), one of her favorite food is tomatoes. Except that Palmer calls a tomato a "po mo". Another tradition has begun! ;)