Me: I don't know, what does Daddy say?
Anya: Lindy (and some laughing . . .)
Me: What's the prophet's name?
Anya: Thomas, kinda like Thomas the train.
Me in response to what is pictured below: What is this?
Anya: They are having a bath.
Me: Does Christian have a paci?
Anya: No, he's big!
Me: Is Anya big?
Anya: No, I'm little, I'm a baby, I need a paci. (I'm not kidding, she explains things in full sentences . . . she is going to kindergarten with a paci in her backpack and bottle in her lunch box!)
I was moving our recliner and Anya asked: Do you need help moving the chair?
Me: Oh yes.
Me: Austria, what are you doing?
Austria: Sit ups.
Me: Why?
Austria: Because I fell down and no one has noticed for 2 hours and since I never get mad and cry, I thought I'd better start learning to sit up on my own.
* For those of you dying to know the answers to the Who's Who post they are as follows:
The first post (in order of pictures from top to bottom): Austria, Raggedy Ann (don't worry, most people got hung up on that one), Anya, and Austria. The second post I think is a no-brainer. The top picture is me, the bottom one is Austria. Poor John is convinced all his girls look alike, though I've had numerous comments that Austria looks like John.
