Testing the Avian Psyche

As Siana and I were outside waiting for the bus this morning, she unsuccessfully attempted to chase down a bird. She came back to my side, and after a few moments and sidelong glances, she nonchalantly said, "I like flies better than birds." She looked around and calmly made this statement a couple more times before I asked, "You really like flies better than birds?" She looked at me, (and if she had known how to waggle her eyebrows, she would have done so) and said, head bowed toward me, voice soft and low, "I'm just saying that so the bird hears me." She then proceeded to shuffle ever so inconspicuously toward the bird, still repeating her mantra, until she suddenly made a run for it at her 5-year-old breakneck speed toward the bird who disinterestedly looked up and lazily flapped to the nearest branch. Next time bird, next time.

Part Supermodel/Part Pirate/Part Commercial

The girls decided to play fashion show today...here's how it started:

Kyra announcing for Siana:
"Here she comes folks, modeling her beautiful school look! She's coming back up the runway now...isn't she gorgeous??? Up next, model Kyra!"

Siana announcing for Kyra:
"She walks the plank! Gorgeous, baby! She's far away! She's awesome! She's poseable!"

Call the Exterminator

Siana quote of the day: "Mommy, are these bumps on my tongue the tastebugs?"

Faster than the speed of...

At dinner this evening, Kyra looks over at a TV on the wall and says, "I think that's NASA." I look over at it and reply confusedly, "What?" She looks again and says, "I think that's NASA...racing..." I fight the chuckle...hard...and reply, "Oh yeah...NASCAR." LOVE that girl.