Alex-isms (and one Gregor-ism too!)

Today Alex and I were outside picking tomatoes. I was behind the long row, squeezing between the fruit trees and grape vines and trying not to step on the herbs. She was in front with the colanders. I would hand the tomatoes to her and she'd put them in the colanders. I handed her two plums of four I was holding and she said she could take them all. I said, "Wow. You are a good helper." and she replied, "See, I told you I was a handful!" 

Then we headed up to the house with our crop and she said, "Mom, we're tomato-ists! You and me!"

Later I was busy inside and went outside to check on both girls.   They were down under the living room deck where Gregg is digging a ditch to lay irrigation lines.  I asked what was up and Alex said, "There's something fish going on down here.  We found all these nails in the dirt and all these quarters on the floor.  Something fish is going on."  And then Greggie held out a handful of mixed coins and said, "See, Mom.  Here are the quarters.  This one is a penny quarter and this one is a...."  That's fish alright! 

Ironically, we had fish for dinner, whole trout.  I was trying to lift the meat out onto their plates before they saw the whole animals when they came up.  One said, "Can I eat an eyeball?"  And the other said, "Do we eat the heads too?"  I think I spawned bears.  They each ate a whole trout and Gregg and I had to share the other.