A collection of AJ-isms: 2012

Okay, I'm attempting to cull my Facebook statuses for AJ-ism gems.  This is going to be an on-going process so I'm doing them in chunks.  First up, 2012.

I Love You, Too

AJ: Momma, you're so special to me. I hope you don't die ever...
unless I'm about to die.

Hmm... 0_o

Spelling Fun

AJ: Mom? How do you spell "Moooooo?!"

Me: Well...it starts with an "m"
AJ: No mom you mean "m"
Me: That's what I said. "m"
AJ: No "m" Mommy.
Me: I know. I didn't say "n" I said "mmmmmmmm"
AJ: No...Mom, it's "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"
Me: AJ. Just sound it out yourself.
*pause*
AJ: Mom? How do you spell "Moooooo?"
*head to hand + big sigh* 

Speaking Korean

AJ: op-ee-a-sey-o

Me: what?

AJ: It means open this please?
Me: In what language?
AJ: oh...Korean.
Me: I don't think that's right but Ju-sey-o means give me please.
AJ: No...that means "the juice is on sale."

Waking up Aria
AJ: Grooooowwwwwl.
Me: Oh dear, its a dinosaur. I hope she doesn't eat me.
AJ: (looks at me like I'm an idiot) I'm a Triceratops. I eat plants.

Make Them Smaller, Please

One day, Phil was helping AJ set up her Avatar on Xbox. There aren't a whole lot of options, but anyhow, he did the best he could. She requested purple lips and a heart on her cheek. After he was all done setting it up, AJ stared at it intently, looked down at her chest and said..."Hey, I don't have boobs! Can you make those smaller?"

It's an Acquired Taste  

AJ: Do people eat horse?
Me: Well...yes, in some countries but not here in the US. Why?
AJ: Because Dega just got me several boxes of sheep and horse.

Documenting Evidence

Children are weird.  No seriously...they are WEIRD.  My child is no exception.  Actually I think she takes weird and ups the ante.  She has about a million (okay, I exaggerate a tad) imaginary friends with very complex life histories and she just says the oddest things sometimes.  But I am having trouble keeping track of it all and think perhaps I should keep a blog about the little and often curious things that Aria says.  So here we are.  I don't really suppose anybody will follow this, although you are certainly welcome to.  The purpose is truly to document the evidence so it doesn't get lost in my head.

I figure the best way to start is to simply jump in.

When Aria was two, maybe two and a half, she told us that Dega and Looga had moved into our apartment.   Apparently, they were from outer space.  We learned about them when she told us that they had sliced her neck open with a knife.  o_O  Yes, we were concerned.  Its not everyday that you hear about violent aliens slicing necks with knifes out of the mouth of a sweet 2 year old.  But we would learn to live with them and Aria's wacky tales because 3 years later, they are still very much a part of our lives.  Sometimes they are super creepy and sometimes they are almost mundane.

The list of imaginary friends has grown.  Currently, in our tiny 2 bedroom apartment, Phil, Aria, and I live with Dega, Looga, Baby Bear, Baby Phil, Baby Seven, Fiano the Fairy, Aria the Mouse, and an assortment of their imaginary pets...such as Tootsie and Harry, two dogs that belong to Dega.  Its a very full house over here. Welcome to the wonderful, wacky world of Aria's head.  It should be a fun ride.

~Robin