First off, let me say that I am quite proud of myself for blogging as often as I have been, lately, since that was, in fact, one of my non-resolutions. That being said, I really think it is the only one I've followed through with. Oh well. As is life.
On with the Kennedyisms:
"Mmmm. I'm so excited to eat my pizza. But I'm going to have to wait 'til it un-hots."
[The dialogue between her toys:]
Queen: [in a british accent] Daughtah! You ahh sitting next to a drahgon!!
Princess: Oh, it's ok, mother. He's a nice dragon.
Q: No, no, Drahgons ahh meeeeean!! AGHHH!
P: Ahh! Let's run away from him!
Q&P: Run, run, run.
[While we were at the the cesspool, aka Jungle Jim's, she met a boy - a cousin of a cousin - who was about 8 or 9. He went on all the rides with her and they had a blast together. Here is what she said to me as we were leaving:]
K: I wish I could see that boy again... I'm going to marry him.
M: Really? Wow. Well, he was a nice boy.
K: He is SOOOOO cute... Next time I see him at Jungle Jim's, I'll ask him what his name is.
K: [Humming my phone's ringtone- The Office theme] hmm..hmmm...
M: [pretending to answer my phone] Hello?
K: Hi, mom! I'm not home. I'm at Kaitlyn's house.
M: Well how fun! I miss you! When are you coming home?
K: I don't know... like maybe 15, 10, or 1,000, or maybe 6 minutes. We'll see. Ok bye. Love you.