My boss

My boss and I were working on a project and had to meet earlier than usual one morning. I stopped for a coffee, so I got her one, too. I then called her cell to tell her...Audrey, of course listened to the conversation.

"Mom, who was that?"
"My boss."
"Oh, what does she do?"
"She helps tell me what to do at work."
"Oh,...you mean like bringing her coffee."


A couple of days later

"Mom, did your boss teach you not to cross the street when cars are coming?"

Audrey's pillow talk at 3:00 a.m.

Audrey crawled into bed with us--coughing, as well as monsters, woke her up. I went to the kitchen to get her cough medicine and she whispered this to Michael, "Why do boys have to have them shirts off when them go to bed?”

The prize when I married her Dad

“Mom, did dad stand with the ‘prize’ when you walked down the aisle when you got married?”
“The prize? What do you mean, Auddie?”
“You know, the man who stands up there and marries you guys.”
“Oh. You mean the priest.”

World Traveler at 4

I told Audrey this morning, “Only 3 days and you get to go to the cabin!” (going with her Papa D. & Grandma J.--it's a big, big deal)

She replied, “Yeah, ‘cause I wanna see the world. Right, Mom?”
Me: "Right, hun."

Chewelah, Wash. Check.