Ramona was heard complaining:
"I don't know what to play. I have player's block."
Also heard at our house:
Ramona: "Mommy, may I have some cocoa starter?" (her new phrase for milk)
When I yelled in the general direction of the children that it was time to get ready for bed, Anne and Betsy yelled the following back in my general direction:
"Can we just bring Ramona out of cardiac arrest first?"
As Ramona snuggled up on my lap this morning, I let out a bit of an "oomph" as she shifted her weight.
"Mommy!" she said, sounding a little alarmed. "Can you breathe?"
"Oh, yes!" I assured her. "I'm fine."
"Oh, good," she said, sounding relieved. "I do want you to be alive."