I loved the muffins, the other kids loved the muffins--Ada, Hannah, and Grant, in fact they ate two each, but John wouldn't even take one bite. Not even one bite. What in the world? I almost used whole wheat flour, but I didn't since I was serving these to friends, and I wanted to make sure they tasted good and not too "wheat-like." So, they were white flour, strawberry-banana muffins. What's not to like?
He is a stinker to the core!!!!
Anyway...here is a picture to accompany Ada conversations. This was her other pose from the other day.
(I know that my pictures are so bad. They are all from my phone. I am praying that a really nice camera will just drop out of the sky...I'll let you know if God answers that one.)
Scott pointed out on his blog that I never blog about Ada conversations anymore, so I am bringing them back.
Okay, first conversation. We were in the car today running some errands...
Ada: "I wish we could paint our car pink."
Me: "That is a fun idea..."
Ada: "We could paint it pink and decorate it with carrots."
Me: "With carrots?!"
Ada: "Yeah, and then we could drive our pink, carrot car."
Me: "That would be fun..."
Ada: "Can we paint it pink today?"
She was 100% serious, and at that point, I had to break it to her that we were never going to be able to paint the car pink or decorate it with carrots(?!!!).
Ada: "I want to go see a dragon. A shooting dragon."
Me: "A shooting dragon?"
Ada: "Like this," and she made a hissing noise.
Me: "It shoots fire?" (a fire-breathing dragon, perhaps?)
Ada: "Yes, and it's pink."
Me: "Where do we go to see this?"
Ada, with absolute conviction: "At the zoo."
The other night, while the family was out running errands...
Ada: "Mom, when is your stomach going to get big again? I want a baby sister." (As if I just randomly wake up one day with a big stomach, and that's how God gives us babies)
Me: "You want me to have another baby?"
Ada: "Yes, five baby girls."
Me: "Wow, you want me to have lots of babies."
Ada: "Yeah, I want you to go to the hospital. I like the hospital because I like the elevators there."
Obviously hospital elevators are a great reason to have five!!!! more babies.
Ada, looking at some of my stemware in my kitchen hutch.
Ada: "are these new?"
Ada: "are they special?"
Me: "they are special."
Ada: "who handed them to you?"
Me: "they were a wedding gift."Ada: loud gasp..."for your birthday?!!"
Me: "No, for getting married. People give you gifts when you are getting married."
Ada: thinking for a minute..."like rings?"
She's my funny, funny girl. Really. She makes me laugh everyday.