The girls have had me laughing all through dinner and beyond.
Well, first, my little spanglish kiddos (especially Jireh) insist on calling chili “chile” (pronounced CHEE-lay) no matter how many times I say chili.
Then, Jireh was fussy at dinner and Miriam was trying to talk to her. Jireh kept responding with a loud whine.
Miriam: Jireh, can you say ‘I not the mood’?
Jireh: I not the mood, Miriam!
Miriam: OK Jireh, I will not bother you then.
Later the baby was crying so I took her over to the couch. Meanwhile back at the table…
Miriam: Mommy, I need more chips!
Me: Sorry, I have to take care of the baby now.
Miriam: She’s calm downing. She’s already calm down and she doesn’t need to nurse. You can put her down and get my chips.
There were more scenarios (and many theological lectures) but I can’t remember much detail…