Random funnies

Ezra, upon receiving two very clicky toy guns and one real stethoscope from friends: 

"Bang, bang! I'm Double-Gun Doctor!! I help you with your pain! Do you have pain, Mommy? (mommy says yes) Bang, bang - now you don't!"  It was certainly a bit dismaying to learn that our son is a euthanasia advocate,  but we'll take care of that in due time...

Hannah, last night: Daddy, I'm funny. I'm a fah-nee fish. Daddy, I lah you. Daddy--my pazha's!!! (patting herself, excited over new pj's). Daddy, you're havin' your eemo (email)?

Hannah, this am (ah, how I love her in the mornings...): Mommy I wanna go vneez (Russian). I wanna go vneez, I wanna go vneez, I wanna go vneez (through the door).

Later on, wearing stethoscope and a shirt with snaps at the bottom: Mommy, open my dummy (tummy)...so she could listen to her sweet heart beating...

Yesterday, Noma puts Yasha down, and commands: Crawl... you big... buffalo! 

So now we have Saulie the Seal (on account of his inimitable one-armed scooting-upon-the-tummy technique), and Yasha Kasha, and--why not?--the big buffaloes. Naomi can go for days whining and throwing minor tantrums and speaking only in baby talk or in a false quasi-babyish voice, but then suddenly say something effortlessly hysterical--stick a big plastic negelvaser cup on her foot, and announce: Captain Foot-Hook! or else, let us into her dreamy, lovely inner world, as recently overheard:

Naomi: (humming, coloring) Ez-wha, when I'm singing a beautiful song, it makes my colowing more beautiful.

Ezra: (looking) Yeah... you're right! I would argue... I mean, I would agree.

Naomi: And when I'm singing in a beautiful language, it's really, really beautiful.

Another recent classic, by a pensive Ezra at tucking-in time: Mom, can you make Dad not be angry so he can work good so we could get the R2-D2 to guard my room?

Cheers for now... it's time for Hannah's nap, in what Daddy refers to grudgingly as Hannah's office. Just today, I asked Hannah where Yasha was (she pays attention to these things) and her ready answer was, "Yasha's in my office!" But it won't be hers much longer; she'll graduate to big girl status in a matter of days, when she moves in with Naomi. I bet Daddy will miss her, too.