More Serraisms. She seriously cracks us up.
Last night we were driving home from the Anderson folks and there was a big full moon out. Serra looked out her window from the back seat and said, “That sure is a big moon. Why is it following us?”
Serra slept through the majority of sacrament meeting yesterday which is really nice for us but not so great for bedtime. If she takes a nap she is not tired at all in the evening. We still sent her to bed at her regular bedtime, 9:30 and she wanted to stay up and at least look at the pictures in her favorite fairy tale book. I went back downstairs with the baby to work on her bedtime. A few minutes later I heard Serra howling about a paper cut. She was quite distraught until we bandaided and kissed it better. (I never did find the cut, I just put the bandaid where she said it was.) Then this morning she climbed into bed with me and told me…”I got paper cutted in the night.”
This morning she was singing some of the songs from Primary still fresh in her mind from yesterday. At first she was just humming the tune to Follow the Prophet and then she added the words…”follow the Pofrit, follow the Pofrit…”
She saw a preview for Pinoccio and piped up, “Look, it’s Pocanoccio.”
Occasionally when there are toys to be picked up she laments that she can’t help because she has a headyache.
She just came to me and told me that when she grows up she wants to be a princess. I told her that she already is. Heavenly father is her father and he is a king which makes her a princess. She made a shocked face and said, “Yowzer!”
I have been meaning to do this for a while. While we were on our trip we saw a lot of funny signs and Serra said a lot of funny stuff. I kept a notepad in the car and wrote some of it down. Some of it might be a repeat.
Florida:
Brian left the first morning we were there and picked up our rental vehicle. When Serra saw it for the first time she asked Brian…”Where did you get it? Did you Steal it?” To which Brian replied..”Yes, so if you see any cops let me know.”
Georgia:
Signs for Peanuts = P-Nuts.
An antique store called “Not Quite Antiques” (I think that makes it junk)
There were churches EVERYWHERE in the south. It seemed like they were every few feet. Along with many of those were little cemeteries. We saw one church with a sign out front, “Walmart isn’t the only one that saves you.”
A town called Box Springs, GA
South Carolina:
Another antique store called “Bad Antiques”
Caw Caw State Park
Virginia:
We went to the original Jamestown settlement while in Virginia. They have an outdoor museum of sorts with replicas and ruins and a few statues of prominent people. One of them was Pocahontas. Serra spent a lot of time hanging around her statue. She came up to me and asked, “Mom, when you die, tell her I saw a movie about her.”
New York:
A sign advertising “Beef and Icecream” I only could hope they didn’t mean together.
A billboard: ” Jesus or HELL-your choice” The word hell was surrounded by flames.
Palmyra: While in New York we spent a day at some church history sights in Palmyra which gave us an opportunity to talk about Joseph Smith and some of the things that happened there. We were discussing the “Plates” and Serra asked the spiritually deep question, “…And it had food on it?”
Maine: We always tried to tell Serra what state we would be going to next and where we were. When we finally got to Maine after a long day of driving, Serra asked, “We’re in Vain?”
She is also a great backseat driver and likes to tell us which way we need to go. She points out the window and says, “Thissaway.”
We bought a navigational system while traveling. It talks to us telling us which way to turn and in how many miles. Serra has started imitating it. It is pretty funny. “In 2 miles, turn right. Arriving at destination on left.”
