{Conversations with a five year old}

Riley: I need to go to high school

Daddy: You are too young for high school

Riley: But I'm wearing high heels

Riley: Is that Daddy?

Mommy: That was fast..

Riley: Well, he's running

Mommy: Can you help me put my shoes on?

Riley: You can do it I trust you.

Mommy: Riley why are you so crazy and wild? 

Riley: I don't know

Mommy: Is it because your brother is coming and you are trying to cling to every last bit of attention you can get? 

Riley: YES! 

Conversations with a five year old

::eating dessert::

This is not blood .....it's chocolate 

Daddy: Riley mommy won tell her congratulations

::Silence::

Daddy: Tell her congratulations

Riley: I'll just clap 

"I am an expert at tasting things"

Riley: My hair is longer than yours

Mommy: How do you know?

Riley: Because I growed mine 

Mommy: What movie do you want to rent? 

Riley:Can we see if there's something appropriate for me?

Mommy: Ow 

Riley: What's wrong? 

Mommy: I just poked my face with the straw 

Riley: I do the same thing sometimes 

Riley: Are you going to be a grandma?

Mommy: Ugh .,..only if you make me one 

Riley: I want to drink soda so I won't be a grandma or grandpa 

::::Putting on tap shoes::::

Can I wear these forever

:::Sitting down for movie :::

Make room for the baby (referring to herself )

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Watching a game show

Mommy: woohoo I got it right

Riley: you're not in the game 

Mommy: Matthew mconaghey 

Riley : monkey anyway?

Riley: can we have some time before bed

Mommy: yes we can have a little

Bit of time

Riley: yay let's watch a show .... No sports daddy no sports 

Riley: mommy you have two zits on your forehead

Mommy : thank you....

Riley: I have a booboo! {smiles}

{Conversations with a Five-year old}

"I wasn't meant for messy when I was born"

Mommy : can you be quiet I can't answer you and listen to GPS at the same time

Riley: are your ears not working today ?

Mommy: We need to get our nails done again

Riley: For real

Riley: mommy you want some juice?

Mommy: no

Riley: what a fuddy duddy

Riley: can we go to the grocery store

Mommy: we have to make a list first. Your cousin is requesting chicken cordon bleu

Riley: is that food? 

{Listening to Adele}

Riley: she "set fire to the rain"

Me: yep

Riley that's crazy 

{watching back to back cleaning commercials}

Riley : no oxi clean is better so we'll see about that

You want Lysol? It keeps your family safe



Riley: How old are you mommy?
Mommy: We don't speak of it.
Riley: How old are you daddy?
Daddy: 28
Riley: That's old.....you guys are going to have white hair soon.
 

{conversations with a five-year old}

While all the family was visiting I overheard some pretty hilarious conversations they had with little miss Riley.

Uncle: No one watches tv during the day

Riley: Well maybe an uncle show

Uncle: An uncle show?

Riley: Yeah you're the uncle ! 

{Watching the new Cinderella preview}

Mommy: That's it? That shoe looks really uncomfortable 

Uncle: Who's going to fit into that shoe

Riley: ....Cinderella 

Uncle: Relax were on vacation 

Riley: Yeah were on vacation man relax 

Grandpa : when my checker gets to your side You say "king me"

Riley: and you say queen me!  

{Conversations with a five-year old}

Riley: Daddy what do you do at work?

Daddy: I sit at a desk and call people to get them to join the Army.

Riley: That's all you do?

Daddy: Haha yeah 

Riley: We got tooglers Mommy!

Mommy: Tooglers?

Riley: Yeah it's red and it's strawberry

Mommy: Twizzlers?

Riley: Yeah!

Riley: Look it's a bomb..right mommy?

Mommy: A bomb?

Riley: Yeah

Mommy: You mean ambush? {I said ambush earlier}

Riley: Yeah! ........ That's an ambush! {Pointing to the track team running towards us}

Daddy: What color are your eyes?

Riley: Blueish green like yours! We have the same eyes!

Daddy: What color is your hair?

Riley: Blonde like yours! We have the same hair! .........but not the same pajamas.

{Getting Ready for School}

Riley: Mommy! I'm tired of wearing leggings all the time! I just want to take a break from them!

Mommy: Well what do you want to wear then?

Riley: A DRESS!

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Daddy: Are you ok Riley?

Riley: Yeah! Because my mint is naked!

Daddy: Your mint is naked?

Riley: Yeah it's not wearing any clothes! {giggles}

Riley: This my favorite song!......What is it?

Mommy: ........Hotel California

Riley: Yeah! {smiles big}

Daddy: You're just curious right Riley?

Riley:.....and Bored!

Daddy to Mommy: That's what you get when you mix boredom and curiosity. You get a lot of questions.

Riley: {After being in trouble starts talking to her friend from the window in her room}

Izzy I need to see you so I know you're okay!

Riley: Mommy, you're so derble

Mommy: Derble?

Riley: Yeah der a ble.

Mommy: Oh I'm adorable?

Riley: Yeah!

Mommy: Thank you. You're adorable too.

Riley:  I can't watch anything inappropriate. 

Conversations with a five-year old

 {While eating Ribs for Easter Dinner}

Riley: I wasn't meant for messy when I was born

Mommy: Trust me! You are most certainly meant for messy

Mommy: Can you be quiet I can't answer you and listen to to the GPS at the same time

Riley: Are your ears not working today?

Mommy: We need to get our nails done again!

Riley: For real!

Daddy: Ok family! Dinner's ready. I slaved over this dinner all day {he made pizza}

Riley: Don't sass me boy!

Conversations with a Five-year old

Photo by Kristen Booth

I am constantly amazed at the interesting things that come out of this little girls mouth. She is one smart cookie!

Riley: I have a disk in my brain that writes down everything I eat.

Mommy: Really?

Riley: Yep!

Mommy: Do you how you get to heaven.

Riley: You die

Mommy: haha I mean before that. You believe in Jesus and accept him into your heart.

Riley: Right...then you die.

Mommy: haha Yes

Mommy: How much do you love me?

Riley: {opens arms big}

Mommy: That's a lot! Don't you love me more than that? I love you more than anything. 

Riley: I love you more than grass!

Mommy: Grass hmmm?

Riley: More than houses, more than signs.

Mommy: I sure hope so! 

Conversations with a five-year old

Photo by Kristen Booth

At first I wasn't sure if I could keep this up. But Riley just surprises with the little gems that come out of her mouth. I don't think we will be having a problem at all!

Mommy to Daddy: You should have your "I'm bossy" {by Kelis} as your ringtone. 

Riley: I'm Poppsy

Mommy: No, I'm Bossy

Riley: You know who's bossy?

Daddy: Who?

Riley: Daddy!

Daddy: Because I'm the boss. You can tell everybody.

Riley: .....not my friends at school. 

Riley: My farts are silent that means quiet.

Daddy: What did you say?

Riley: None of your business

{Riley playing outside with the neighbors}

Mommy: Riley I can't see you.

Riley {yells back}: Don't worry

Riley: What's wrong mommy?

Mommy: I just miss daddy. I wish he could spend more time with us.

Riley: Here look at this picture that will make you feel better. {points to picture} That's Daddy.

Mommy: Thank you Riley. :)

Conversations with a five - year old

Another new post that I will be doing from time to time. {Conversations with a Five- Year old}

Photo by Kristen Booth

I think we can all agree that "kids say the darndest things". I've always known that. But now I get to live with my own mini comedian to make me laugh. Ask weird, sometimes interesting questions. It's amazing the things that come out of her mouth.


Riley: I know what Goldfish {crackers} are made of.
Mommy: What?
Riley: Cheese and crunchiness.
Mommy: You are absolutely right!
Riley: And spicy sprinkles to make it taste better. {a.k.a salt}


Riley: What are you doing Mommy?
Mommy: Fixing the lines on her belly {photoshopping Maternity Photos}
Riley: How did she get those?
Mommy: From the baby. When your skin stretches.
Riley: How do you get a baby?
Mommy: Uhhhhhhhhhh
Riley: Maybe, when I'm older?
Mommy: Yes! Hahaha



Mommy: You're an expensive date you know. {on our random starbucks date}
Riley: You're the one spending the money here.


After eating a ham steak for dinner.
Riley: {having a meltdown} I need to tell you something
Mommy: What's wrong?
Riley: I ate the fat. I don't want to turn into a pig!
Mommy: You're not going to turn into a pig honey. Where did you get that from?
Riley: What was it? Was it the cheek?
Mommy: No no no. Don't worry about it nothing is going to happen to you.