Joshisms:
-- Me: Your feet are nasty!
Joshua: No, they're not!
Me: Yes they are! They're dirty and your toenails need to be cut.
Joshua: We're hobos. Just say we're hobos.
-- Joshua has a small Christmas tree in his room that he sometimes uses as a nightlight. He had gone to bed and a few minutes later came out of his room to ask:
Joshua: Mom, can I turn my light on?
Me: What light?
Joshua: *singing* It's Christmas time, it's Christmas time... (referring to the tree)
Me: I don't care.
David: Just go get your butt back in bed.
Joshua: *as he walks down the hall* Don't be mean, it's Christmas time!
-- Joshua: What are we having for dinner?
Me: I dont know. What would you like for dinner?
Joshua: That's a gooood question. If I had a beard, I'd be scratching it right now.
-- Joshua to Bodie: This is my pumpkin, Darla.
Bodie: *pats the pumpkin*
Joshua: Why are you touching her stem? That’s not appropriate.
— Me: Go blow your nose, you have a whistle in there.
Joshua: I just gotta rearrange the furniture in there, that’s all.
— Joshua: I was playing football and B jigged me and then tripped me.
Me: Jigged you??
Joshua: Yea, like went back and forth real fast...break your ankles.
Me: Oh! I know what “break your ankles” is; we used to say that, but Ive never heard of “jigged”.
Joshua: Well, Mom, it IS 2017...and now we say jigged.
Me: 😑
— Me: Let’s go home and get some hot chocolate!
Joshua: You’ve got me all hyped up, Mama!
— De va ju
— Today, we watched the snow and Mrs McCarty put on Christmas music and a fireplace. The song was 'It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year' and in my heart, I wanted to cry.
— While listening to John Mayer’s song, Assassin, Joshua asks, “Is he a real assassin or a love assassin?”
— I wish Bob Ross was still alive. I like his hair.
