The Yates Family: To My Sweetie

Friday, February 13, 2009

To My Sweetie

Jon, I love you! Happy Valentine's Day! I can't wait to go on our date tomorrow. :)

2 comments:

This is me.... Kristen said...: awwwwwwwwww..........; February 14, 2009 at 8:59 AM
NAT said...: Hope you had a fun date/V-Day!; February 17, 2009 at 12:07 PM

Kids Say the Darndest Things!

...one night while trying to potty train Jocey:

Mommy: "Jocey, this is the last diaper! How exciting!"

Jocey: "Yup."

Mommy: "It's official, you're a big girl now!"

Jocey: "Mommy, I not a fish, I Jocey!"

-------------------------...as we are driving up to Wyoming:

Jocey: "Mommy, I want go to Grandpa's house."

Mommy: "We are going Jocey."

(after about the 100th time telling me she wants to go)

Jocey: "Where are we?"

Mommy: "Jocey, we're at Beaver."

Jocey: "SQUIRREL!"

-------------------------...one hormonal day, mid pregnancy, while sitting on the couch:

Jocey: (with my face in her hands) "Mommy, I like your haircut. You so beautiful."

Mommy: (trying not to cry from pregnancy hormones) "Thank you, Jocey. I think you are beautiful too."

Jocey: "Thank you being my mommy. You make me too happy."

Mommy: (wiping the tears away) "I'm glad I'm your mommy. You make me so happy too."

(Sometimes these conversations make all the frustration so worth it)

-------------------------...the other day while I was having a contraction:

Jocey: Mommy, you okay?

Mommy: Yes, I'm just having a contraction.

Jocey: Oh no Mommy, you not a trash can.

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Daddy: OH NO!

Jocey: What Daddy?

Daddy: I forgot the lasagna that Mommy asked me to bring to Aunt Dawnie's.

Jocey: OH CRAP! We have to go back and get it.

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Sitting in traffic one day...

Jocey: This is ridiculous.

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Daddy: I have to get out of bed and get ready for work.

Jocey: Well, then, get out of bed!

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Upon seeing the skeleton and tombstone set out for Halloween:

Jocey: Who's that?

Mom: No one, it's just pretend.

Jocey: But what is his name?

Mom: I don't know - must be Bob.

Jocey: No, it says right there, his name is R-I-P!