Saturday, January 26, 2013

Can't Take Her Anywhere

We walk into Walmart to do a little grocery shopping and there is woman pushing an elderly man in a wheelchair.  The man in the wheelchair looks at Dharma and gives a little wave.  MOST children would wave back.  Most children.  Since Dharma is far from being most children she does not. 

Instead she says "Mom.  That lady is pushing that man in a stroller."

"It's a wheelchair.  Why don't you just wave back?"

"No Mom."

"Why not Dharma?"  I should have known better.

"Because he is VERY old, mom.  I mean he is WAY too old to be in a stroller."  My mouth drops open.  "Mom, like really, REALLY old."

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Fast forward about 2 minutes.  There is a little girl with her dad a few aisles down.  She is a year or so older than Dharma.  I stop the cart next to the girl and I am looking at the things on the shelf there and I hear *someone* whisper to the other girl, "I should punch you."

"DHARMA!  Really?!  What the heck?!"

She smiles at me.  "I wasn't REALLY going to punch her, mom."  I apologize to the dad and the girl and we walk away and I ask Dharma what would have made her say that to the other girl and she said (and I quote), "She had that look about her, mom.  She was trouble."
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I was getting pop for Rob and Dharma said to me, "I hope that's not for you.  Those hips aren't getting smaller on their own."

Isn't she sweet?

Friday, December 21, 2012

2012 Dharmaisms

"A reindeer with a lighted nose? That's so stupid. How do you think I can believe that crap?"

"He remembers me!"  (said when Santa winked at her when he arrived at the Commons in Geneva).

"Don't get the fungus on me!"  (said to Kenzie when she put her foot on Dharma).

"Mom, if a dinosaur snaps you up, I'll get snapped up with you, that's how much I love you."

"How much longer is this going to take?"  (to the dentist after she'd been in the chair for all of 5 seconds).

"Mom...Mom...I don't want that lady standing near me. Mom? Make her go away from me I don't like her!"
(about some random lady in line behind us at the store).

"It's Kenzie's fault.  She left the lip gloss in my room."

Dharma:   Mom, this is how I hold my sword before I hit a bad guy with it.
Me:  Dharma, that's not a sword. Its a golf club shaped like a carrot.

Dharma:  Wanna bet?

"Mom, I don't want you to explode because I love you."

"Feel better, Bonnie
I hope your toe doesn't hurt
Feel better, Bonnie
And you better not get blood on any of my things like my toys or Boo-Boo."

(sang to one of our fosterdogs when I cut her nail too short and got the quick).