Tonight we were making a care package to send to Stellan.  As we were putting it together the girls and I each said a prayer for Stellan and his family.  When we were done BigZabba said,

Well, that is all we can do.  Pray, help and give.

Tonight at bedtime, LittleZabba says,

Mama, I wish ShaSha was here.  (pause) But I still like you.

Not even Mama can compare to ShaSha.

LittleZabba has been all 3 lately.  There have been many tantrums and fits that come out of nowhere.  One second she is a perfect angel and the next she is thrashing on the floor like a wild animal.  It is crazy.  After a particularly bad tantrum the other day LittleZabba said,

I threw my bad attitude in the water.

That sounded like a good idea to me.  About 40  minutes later, without any more discussion about the fit, LittleZabba added to her previous comment.

I put crocodiles in the water too.  They are taking 4 bites of my bad attidude.  So now it can’t come back.

I like that idea even better!

While LittleZabba was spreading jelly on her bread she pointed the knife right at my face and said,

I promise I won’t cut your eyes out.

While looking at her skinned knee LittleZabba says,

Mommy, BigZabba did a really good job of running into me.

Mommy, I think my heart is changing to Miley shape.

BigZabba says,

She obeys
She potties
She barely bites.
Looks like we’re starting to get a super puppy!

Last night we were driving home from ShaSha’s house after a fantastic Thanksgiving day.  The Zabbas always need a snack bag from ShaSha to have in the car on the way home.  She filled their bag with goldfish crackers, dried fruit, and peanuts.  LittleZabba asked if her cousin G could have nuts like she was having.  We said, no she can’t have any nuts at all.  Her response,

Well, she can have donuts of course.

Today we were out running errands and LittleZabba was getting frustrated.  Her frustration quickly turned into arguing.  I said, “That sounds a lot like arguing.”  Her response,

It’s not arguing.  It is nice whining.

BigZabba says, “My throat hurts when I swallow.”

LittleZabba, who is wise beyond her years says,

Don’t swallow then.

LittleZabba is at the age where she wants to be independent.

I don’t want BigZabba to help me.  I can do it all by myself because I have hands.

I love listening to their conversations in the car.

LittleZabba – Why do we have teeth BigZabba?

BigZabba – So we can crunch stuff up.

LZ – Why do we have hands?

BZ – So we can pick up Jelly Bellies.

Of course!  Why else would we have hands?!