Things over-heard at the Javadi House

We have been having a lot of fun with friends here at the Javadi house. We had a family move in just after us with five of the nicest children you could ever imagine. Our kids play every day. Mostly they play Pilgrims and Indians with a little sci fi twist....here are a few things overheard in our crazy house...

Carolyn:
"Hannah, you can't touch that it has a magical force field around it!!"

Hannah (walking around with legs stuck inside her shirt):
"Look, I'm a midget troll."

Katie (after coming home with a HUGE hole in her tights)
"I just saw a string and I pulled it. I think that is why I was cold at recess."

Mama:
"Sam don't put soy sauce in the toilet." (Not once, not twice, THREE times Sam has taken the soy sauce out of the cupboard, locked the bathroom door and dumped at least a half a bottle in the toilet...what GIVES, he never gets the Teriyaki sauce or the Worcestershire sauce, always he gets the soy sauce.)

Sam:
"PRETTY!!!!!" (This is one of Sam's favorite words. Today he used it to describe how the bathroom and his naked little body looked after he smeared them both with an entire thing of toothpaste while I was helping Cyrus hang a piece of drywall.)


Katie (after the fire department came to their school to discuss fire safety and gave each of the kids fire hats):

"Our school was full of firemans. They were us!!!!"


Now a few silly things I have seen:

Sam following his lawn mowing dad around the yard wearing a Cinderella dress and casting spells with a Harry Potter wand.

Neighbor kids wearing huge indian head-dress and shooting the other children with a stick.

10 kids (mine and my sweet neighbor's) screaming their heads off while a dog jumped all around them. (While this one looked a VERY funny it made me a little mad since the dog's owner didn't do anything to control his mutt who scared the crud out of the whole crew and made all the babies cry, plus he also licked Grace--the dog not the owner).

A herd of little children sliding down the side of the hill on their bums (the sliding was cute...the grass stains in the aftermath, not so much!)

Kick ball with Sam. He would kick the ball and then run a bit then pick the ball up and head off to do something else. Good thing we had several balls. After a while he just wandered around picking up more balls and lining them up to "count" them...one, two, fee, fee, sebin, nine, ten.