The Great Orator

Installment of 'Things Madeleine Says':

6/25/2012: Yesterday Madeleine flung her arms around my neck, gave me a squeeze, pulled back and looked deep into my eyes and said solemnly, "Mom, you're gonna die. [elongated pause, insert smile] Because I love ya so much!!!!"

6/25/2012:
M: Mom? Are you mad at Dad?
Me: Yes! Yes I am. He’s making me really grumpy. I’m just really sick of his lack of emotions and then trying to tell ME(!) not to have empathy for people!
M: Mom. You shouldn’t be mad at Dad. We are supposed to love him. Love him, Mom! You can’t be mad at him.
Me: Okay, I’m not mad, I’m just very disappointed in him.
M: We need to love each other. [sings] I love Daddy, he loves me. We love Mommy, yessirree. We love us and so you see WE ARE A HAPPY FAMILY!!!

6/27/2012: Madeleine had dropped some snacks on the ground and then stepped on it to make crumbs. I groaned a little and then she said, “I know! I know what to do about it. [she grabbed a little hand broom and swept it up and put it in the garbage].” “Wow! I didn’t know you could sweep so well! Thanks, honey! Who taught you?” “Nobody did! I just did it. I thinked about it... in my MIND. And then I did it!”

7/21/2012: “Dad, you are the best runner! And we.... [insert solemn face and tone]...we are... the Holy Ghost of God.”

7/21/2012: Who are your friends, Madeleine? M: [arms wide, slow and breathy voice] You. You allllllll are!

8/21/2012: [pointing to our neighbor down the street] “Hey, look! It’s Mr. ...Good!” Me: “Hahaha! Very good, Madeleine, that’s our neighbor... Mr. Wright. But that’s similar to Good!”

8/20/2012: I/we were late to drop off Sophie at a babysitter’s while Madeleine and I went to the dentist. We were late late. So I was kind of stressing out and grumpy and mumbling, etc. You could say I was murmuring. We got in the car and as I was driving, Madeleine said:
“Mom, do you want to be a rude Mom?” (does anyone think she gets THIS line a lot?)
Me: “[sigh] No.... Madeleine... I don’t.”
“Well, you need to stop yelling and being so mad. It’s OKAY! It’s okay that we are late! It’s OKAY!”
Me: “Well, it’s not really just okay to be late to some things. We should be on time, and I know it’s my fault, but it still makes me angry.”
“It’s okay, MOM! Just calm down. [starts humming/singing - for 5 minutes] Be callllllllm. Be calllllllm. Calm. Calm. Caaaaaaalm. Be calllllllllm. Ca-alm. Ca-alm... etc. See mom? Sometimes when people are angry and crazy, I just sing the Calm Song. I sing it to them!”
Me: “Thanks, Madeleine.”
Then she proceeded to have lock jaw halfway through her dental exam. That flouride treatment never really made it on the majority of her teeth. Lock jaw. What a punk.