She Says...

It's been way too long since I've done one of these posts. Some of these go as far back as Christmas-time.


Riley's response after she heard me tell Scot that I found out a woman we know from church who is in her mid-seventies goes down to Denver one day every week to work in the temple: "Good for her!"
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After I made an enchilada recipe for dinner that Jessica had shared with me, Riley exclaimed, "We should tell Jess her enchiladas were a hit!"
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Not long after Christmas Riley's new doll and its bed were taken away from her for a day as a consequence for telling a lie. She had a meltdown and cried (hard) for several minutes. Scot told her we'd take care of the doll until we gave it back to her.

Between sobs she told me, "Mom, she has a blankie, but she doesn't like to use it at night. Will you tuck her under the covers with you? And don't forget her little pillow."
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Riley told me that when she lays on her stomach at night time she can feel things crawling on her back. I told her that there wasn't anything crawling on her back that it was just her imagination.

"No Mom, I feel crawling, and imaginations don't crawl. They just lay there."
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Riley is in love with The Nutcracker. The other morning she was showing me how the "Sugar Plump Fairies" dance.
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Scot: Who are your friends in preschool?
Riley: Elliott. He says he's Optimus Prime.
Scot: Oh, you could marry him (we had just been talking about why she couldn't marry Asher).
Riley: No! I don't want to marry him because he pretends he is Optimus Prime!
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Riley thinks the more she runs, the more energy she GETS. I'm afraid she might be right.
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When I picked Riley up from preschool one morning she told me excitedly, "Mom, I'm Supergirl! Supergirl can turn into a robot! And a car!" I think someone has been playing with the boys in class more than the girls.
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Riley, to Scot : "When I grow up, I'm going to be a nicer mom than my mom."
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In a conversation about possible new pets, I suggested finches. Scot responded that they're very annoying. I'm pretty sure Riley didn't know what a finch was, but she had a solution. "If they get annoying we'll just slap them."
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On her birthday: "I'm happy and sad." "Why? Was 3 a good year for you?" "Yeah, but 4 will be even better!"
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Riley has been calling the crab apples from the tree in our backyard, "crap apples."
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During a family night lesson about manners...

Scot: We shouldn't say mean things about people, but we can give compliments. Do you want to try giving a compliment?
Riley: Daddy, you need a haircut.
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Riley: Mommy, are you leaving the kitchen?
Me: Yes. Why? Do you think I should be chained to the kitchen?
Riley: No, I think you should use glue. (to Scot) Daddy, you should glue your wife to the kitchen.