Polly quotes

Polly quotes are coming fewer and farther between 😭 but I have a few from the past few months.

(Noticing “Mariah Carey” on the car dashboard) “What?! I thought Marie Curie was a scientist, not a singer.”

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“What is today? I mean I know it’s Friday but what ‘the’ is it?”

 (It was “the” tenth of January)

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Polly: “I don’t like casseroles.”

Me: “You like some casseroles! What about baked ziti?”

Polly: “I don’t like other casseroles, like apple casseroles.”

Me: “Apple casseroles?” 🤔 

Polly: “I don’t know, I feel like that’s a thing.”

Polly quotes

Time for some 2024 Polly quotes.

(Pausing to pray before drawing a playing card) “Please help this card to be a 7… and make everything ok… and thank you for your service.”

(Lying on the ground on an extremely humid night) “I could just go to bed here because the whole world is like a blanket.”

“If Dad is my dad… then Jesus is my… great-grandfather?”

“Do you know what I want to be when I grow up? A person who takes tiles off of roofs. Because it’s super satisfying and you get paid.”

Thank you very much, goodnight everybody!

Polly talk

Time for some Polly quotes

Lars, I think when you grow up you should have a big red beard and lots of tattoos and look strong.

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The mac and cheese at school is SO disgusting. There’s only like 10 macs, and SO much cheese.

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I’ve only peed my pants twice. …in a car.

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I’ll never walk on Gorilla Street again 🎶

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Me: Did you find your bathing suit?

Polly: Yes. Well, Lars found it.

Me: Where was it.

Polly: Ok, I’ll tell you but… why it was on the stove, was—

Me: What?? 😂

Polly: Why it was on the stove, was I was in the kitchen eating breakfast and I guess I left it there.

Seventh heaven

Every age she turns, I keep thinking it’s the best one. Seven. Seven is the best one.

Some Polly quotes:

(After sitting through extra innings in a very long Nats game)

I don’t even understand the game, I don’t even know what pitches is, I thought they were saying the B-word…

I thought they were called “characters.” (baseball players)

(A house in California)

A old granny probably lives there, cause old grannies have roofs like that. And fancy cars.

(When she was sick and had to miss a friend's birthday party)

I have been waiting this long… FOR NOTHING!

Mom, do poisonous strawberries taste like regular strawberries?

Mom, I don’t think it’s a good idea to dance while you’re holding a knife.

I’m going to eat some of my own skin because I want to know what it tastes like. 🤢 

Polly wolly doodle all the day

Here are some recent Polly gems.

Me: Do you know what lungs are?

Polly: Is it part of the meat when you kill someone?

Me: ...

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Polly: (Bing Crosby song comes on the radio) Is this an old-fashioned song? It sounds like it. Back then they had a lot of trumpets.

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Polly: Why do we have to get molluscum and eczema and warts and sunburns and stuff? Why does it have to be in life?

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Me: As long as you promise to stay this cute forever.

Polly: We can’t do that! It’s just our body, we can’t stop it.

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Polly: I’ve never seen grass growing in rocks before. Me: why do you think it grows? Polly: I don’t know. To make the world soft?

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Polly: (Inspecting algae on rocks in a creek) "is that waterbug snot? It's really slippery."

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Polly: I had a dream about a really dirty bathroom in like the 90s or 80s? It was really dirty and really small.

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Polly: You have a long, long mind.

Me: Um... thanks?

Polly: You DO have a long long mind. ’Cause your mind thinks in your brain.

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Me: Do you want to get in the pool?

Polly: No, I intend to have ice cream.

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(Asked whether she would ever want to move to California)

Polly: YES!! CALIFORNIA! Wait a minute... What about my pretty bed and all my stuffed animals??

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Pollyisms:

I’m ta-posed to (I’m supposed to)

Of-cept (except)

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Polly: Mom I have hiccups, and I prayed for God but they didn’t go away!

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Polly: Mama? When is it going to be tomorrow?

Sweet stage of life

As my other kids did, Polly is increasing in delightfulness the closer she gets to kindergarten. Makes it a little harder to let them go to school all day. She’s really fun right now. Here are some recent quotes.

Me: Ok goodnight!

Polly: Hey mom?

Me: Yes?

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Me: Yes?

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Me: Ok goodnight!

Polly: Hey mom?

Me: Yes?

Polly: Merry Christmas!

Me: Put on leggings or tights, ok?

Polly: Ok because I’m wearing long sleeves.

Me: Good!

Polly: I’m wearing one spongey. I won’t lost it!

(Spongey = scrunchie)

(tantrum) I hate taking pictures with my family! I hate doing things!

(Sofia the First doll she got at the hospital after getting stitches) It’s so cute! It makes my eyes happy.

(While looking at a photo) Mom, was this in the 60s or 90s?

(Muffled voice, hiding in a closet) Where is me?

(Searching through her dresser drawers) Do I still have that gray skirt? Maybe it’s in the storage room. I think it growed out of me.

(Sitting on the kitchen counter with her feet in the sink, in a saucepan full of water) Ahh, a nice soak. It couldn’t get any better!

Polly pocket

Some updates from the Polly archives from the past few months.

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Polly was upset about how I did her hair, and she went outside our bedroom door to sit and cry. I heard her say, "I really didn't want this to happen... this is, like, the worstest day."

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Polly: Dad loves popcorn. Yeah he loves alcohol, and popcorn, and vegetables...

Me: I think you mean soda, not alcohol.

Polly: Yes he loves soda. Alcohol is yucky. Well, it’s yucky for us.

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Me, to Ida (as I cleaned out Theo’s backpack and kept exclaiming how disgusting it was): I’m sorry for complaining. I love Theo. It’s not his fault he lacks executive functioning skills.

Polly: Theo’s a good boy, but he never cleans his pack-pack. Only you do.

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Me: Hey Polly, can I eat you up?

Polly: EWWWW! No, that’s “gisgusting,” I have poop in me!

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Me: Your feet are getting so big! Because you’re growing 

Polly: Yep! But I still need... little chairs.

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Polly: Mrs. Sahab’s girl-son likes me.

Me: you mean her daughter?

Polly: yes, her daughter.

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Polly: Ida, give it to me!

Ida: what’s the magic word?

Polly: Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo, can you give it to me?

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After learning the symbolism of the sacrament (bread & water)

Polly: I think that’s why Theo always eats toast.

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Polly, to me: I wish I could sleep on your tummy, because it’s so cute and so warm.

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I helped Polly take off a shirt with an extra tight neck, which caught on her ears for a second. Afterward, covering her ears she said:

“I don’t want these to disappear, because Jesus made me.”

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Polly, carrying a blanket:

Mom, can you please fold this, gently?

From the archives

In case you needed more Polly in your life. (DUH, who doesn’t)

It’s been awhile since I posted archival quotes. Here are a few Polly gems.

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Matt: Do you know how to work the CD player?

Polly: I don’t. Because I’m not a daddy.

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Polly words:

“Tasty” (means it tastes bad or spicy)

“Eskited” (excited)

“Disdusting” (disgusting)

“Sungle” (this is a Polly classic since as long as I can remember. Means snuggle)

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I can feel my skin and it keeps me warm!

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Mom, what if you hitted a bad guy, and put some water on him, and a BUNCH of towels?

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Once upon a time there was a little girl named Mom, and she grew up and married a prince named Dad. And they lived in a blue castle- but it was pink, because she liked pink.

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Bones don’t have hair. Yeah, they’re just bald.

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I can’t actually snore. I can’t. I can just sneeze.

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There’s two teachers at lunch lunch, and they’re big, and they’re girls, and they’re humans. But they’re not my teachers.

[lunch lunch = lunch bunch]

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I heared your heart-beep.

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Polly: Pears grow on trees, and carrots grow on trees.

Me: no, carrots grow in the ground.

Polly: NO! You’re tricking me carrots grow on TREES!

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(Hugs on Friday morning after being reunited with Polly—I work late on Thursdays)

Me: I missed you yesterday! What did you do?

Polly: (long pause) ...Wait, which day are you talking about?

Thanks for Ida

The other day after school Ida had been in her room for awhile, and when I knocked on the door, she opened it a crack and said “I’m working on something. I’ll show you in a little while!” When she finally emerged it was to show off her completely cleaned room with beds made, floor clear, and desk organized.

Right now as I type this Ida is packing her lunch and singing “Nephi’s Courage” in a French accent with an air guitar flourish.

A somewhat recent Ida quote (well, in the past year) from the archives: “My favorite things to do are sleeping, bouncing, and climbing. And watching TV. And eating, I like eating.”

On Sunday we had a special visitor at church, Elder Neil L. Andersen, and Ida wanted to meet him. She stood in line to shake his hand and I noticed her talking to him for a few extra moments. She came back beaming with this:

We had Ida’s parent-teacher conference a few weeks ago and her teacher told us, “I have to be honest, Ida is one of my all-time favorite students.” (Our response: “You tell that to all the parents, don’t you...”)

Ida is a gem. She is a deep breath of fresh air, a truly patient and smart and kind person, and a loving and understanding big sister—and little sister too. I’m so thankful for Ida.

Thanks for Lars

Lars: how do you remember all those poems, mom?

Me: because I have a good brain.

Lars: I don't, because mine is really smooth. But good brains are bumpy. Because they have so much things in them.

Lars: Ida can I have one? 

Ida: no

Lars: A half one? 

Ida: no

Lars: Quarter one? 

Ida: no

Lars: Crumb?

[silence]

Lars: Can I have nothing?? [bursts into maniacal laughter]

I have so many Lars quotes because he’s just so funny. And awesome. And thoughtful and goofy and eager to do the right thing. And a constantly spinning ball of pure happy energy bouncing off the walls...

I am so thankful for this middle child who has carved a distinctive and perfect place for himself in our family. I miss him when he’s away at school all day. And get this, he gives me a detailed report every afternoon when he gets home, complete with missing-tooth lisp. What a doll. I love my Lars.

Thanks for Lars.

Gosh, where to start with Lars? He is so pleasant and helpful. He is so curious and matter-of-fact. He is so stubborn and strong and he knows how to stand up for himself against his older siblings. He LOVES to learn and he loves school, and I love how much he loves it. I love his hair which is somehow super coarse and super fluffy at the same time. I love his fat solid feet (Matt calls them Flintstone feet). I love his enthusiasm for life. Thanks for Lars.

Lars: Mom are bad guys real.

Me: Yes they're real

Lars: Darn it. Run for your lives!

Larsy-bones

Some recent Lars quotes... Because you can never have too many of these.

"Ida, you're the best ever! Just kidding, Hulk is."

"Mom, does your stomach look like that because of allll those babies? What happened to your belly button?"

"If the whole world was made out of candy then the moon would be made out of waffles."

Upon spotting some religious candles at Target - "Look, Jesus candles! I wonder what Jesus actually smells like."

Lars in May and June

Some recent Lars quotes:

"Camryn, you can choose the movie because you're the visitor. But don't choose a girl movie, because I don't like girl movies. But I do like Sleeping Beauty, so choose that one."

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"Mom, with vegetables, is it the grosser they get the healthier they get?"

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Lars- "What day is it?"

Ida- "It's Tuesday."

Lars- "Oh yay, I love Tuesdays!"

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"They should have put a door here when they built our house. Wait- did they build it, or did Heavenly Father create it?"

Lars Lars Lars Yeah

You haven't lived until you've spent a day or two with Larsy-bones.

Photo by Marissa

Some recent quotes-

"We don't want Polly to get tooken away by witches! ... Because we're not going to grow ANY more babies."

"That tickled my foots very well!"

Reveling in his piece of banana bread straight from the oven 

"I wish I could sleep on this! Because it's so warm."

"We're not getting any more babies. So Polly won't see anything cute. Well she will...if she sees other babies that are her same age."

(We've established that Polly is most likely our last baby, and this notion is an endless topic of discussion among the older kids. Lars regularly asks me if we can have another one anyway.)

"You love everyone in the whole universe, mom! Well, except the people in that yucky store that sells junk."

Me- "What store is that?"

"Hooters!"

"Mom, jam is the jam jar's blood."

Photo by Alisha

Middle child

Once-baby, now-middle-child Lars is just as funny and sweet as ever but lately he's been a little more needy too.

At the waterpark today, while Theo and Ida ran around and played, Lars spent almost the entire time on the lounge chair with me. Sometimes doing this.

And sometimes doing this.

He didn't know I was surreptitiously taking pictures.

He's always been my snuggliest child but lately he's been ALL over me. And a bit naughty too. So I'm trying to cut him some slack and pay more attention to him.

A few Lars-isms of late- (actually these are all pre-Polly but I am just now posting them)

- Is there stuff underground that's hard that keeps the road up?

- Something fell down in my skin and I had to go pee.

- When women's hearts get bigger and bigger, then they cry.

- This looks like a old part of you. (said while pinching my wrinkly elbow skin)

- If a dinosaur with red eyes looked at you, it would make you dead.

Sweetest middle child of all time: I'm sorry I yelled at you tonight when you were being purposely naughty and ignoring my instructions for the millionth time. You seemed really surprised, even though you knew you were being naughty. In a way I'm glad you were so surprised. 

(Lars doesn't know that I'm a recovering yeller. Hopefully he'll never know.)

Likes and dislikes

Ida and Theo made this cute list of Polly's likes and dislikes.

Likes:

Nursing

Naps

Exercising

Space

Getting a new, fresh diaper

She likes to be moving

Kicking

Baths in the tub

Look around

Bouncing

Cooing

Snuggling

Being carried in Mom's arms

Smiling

Dislikes:

Binkies

Getting dressed

Getting put in her car seat

Being stopped

Having her arms swaddled

Being carried in the wrap

Being carried in the Ergo

Being moved all of a sudden

Fortunately, as Ida noted to me, her "likes" list is longer than her "dislikes" list. Phew.

The important thing about Theo.

I finally got around to going through Theo's school backpack. I quite enjoyed this lengthy journal entry from September about his future plans to be a Hotel Keeper.

I think he'd be a pretty good Hotel Keeper. And certainly a thorough one.

What about--?

(Church nap)

For the past 6 months or so, Lars has been really into hypotheticals (as we have dubbed them). He's very curious about "what would happen if... [whatever scenario]." But instead of saying "what if" he says "what about." Some are more plausible than others.

He spouts these off all the time but I only have a few written down. Behold the mind of Lars...

-"What about all the cars in the world didn't work and the kids could cross the street by their self?"

-"What about a kid was a girl and grew up to be a man?"

-"What about a plane didn't have seat belts and the plane flew upside down and all the people fell out?"

-"What about Santa didn't come at night?"

-"What about there was a girl named April and her birthday was in April?"

-"What about snow goed up, not down?"

-"What about the moon was the sun and the sun was the moon?"

(Which reminds me of an old favorite Ida quote when she was about the same age as Lars is now: "What if we could put the moon in a bag and carry it down to earth? We could use it as a doormat. But we'd have to tape it down so it doesn't float back up to the sky.")

And now, a word from my sidekick.

12-24-14

Lars: I think Jesus is in your belly, Mom.

1-7-15

Lars: [laughing hysterically]

Theo: what's so funny, Lars?

Lars: Butts!

1-8-15

Me: A lot of people are coming for Theo's baptism. Grandma and Grandpa from Utah, Grandma and Grandpa from California, Uncle Jeff and Aunt Deb, Hannah and Robbie and Rhoda...

Lars (furrowed brow): We might not have that much parking spots.

Me: That's right, we'll have to figure out where everyone is going to park.

Lars: They can probably park in the road.

Me: Yeah, good idea.

1-21-15

Lars: [looking out at the snow as the flakes got bigger and bigger] Mom, look, the snowflakes are growing up!

2-25-15

Lars: Goodnight! Sweet dreams! Don't let the... the bug mice... uh, wake you up.

Thanks for the laughs.

Whoopsies. I almost made it the whole month without missing a day! Here's yesterday's.

Side note- all of a sudden this year Theo notices the cold. I swear he never did in the past. Now he puts on a coat, mittens, hat, and a scarf over half his face if it's 40 degrees outside. Whereas Lars can hardly be persuaded to put a hoodie on if it's 30.

I keep a running list on my phone of the funny things my kids say. Since school started, though, I only have lines from Lars. But all of the kids are funny. I'm thankful that they all make me laugh every day.

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Lars: This is salt.

Me: Ok.

Lars: See it says "salt" on it. "E-O-G."

Me: That spells salt?

Lars: Yes. Actually no it says "F-O-G." That spells "salt and pepper."

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Practicing Halloween etiquette

Me: what do you say to get candy?

Lars: Ribbit.

(He was dressed as a frog at the time)

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Lars: Look at the balloons! What color is the blue one?

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Lars: Read me this book.

Me: That book is kinda for big kids.

Lars: But I'm a big kid.

Me: That's true, you are getting big. How big are you?

Lars: About...seven minutes away.

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Lars: The things that look like octopuses--or the things that look like hexagons--say "stop."

Me: You mean octagons?

Lars: Right.