I kept notes this time!

So when Dani spurted out these few words of wisdoms I actually noted them down before I could forget the details... (or the whole conversation, which I realize happens most of the time.)

"Mom, I don't want to get a splinter. "
Since there are no splinter-causing items around, I ask confused: "How would you get a splinter?"
"I would fall down on a sword and land on the ground."

A few days ago, I enlisted Dani to carry a dirty container downstairs. She didn't want to do it, but knew that she didn't have much choice since Mom "enlisted" her.
So grudgingly she points out: "Mom, this smells bad."
I tritely answer: "Well, just don't smell it."
"I can't, my nose won't turn off."

Conversations in the car can be quite entertaining. So how would you answer this whopper: "Mom, How do you blow in Chinese?"

A few weeks ago, Dani got a tattoo sticker that applies with water. This happened a few days before Uncle Paul's and Aunt Elizabeth's wedding. When she immediately asked Jeremy to put it on, Jeremy said she had to wait until "Saturday" (basically after the wedding festivities and pictures) before we'd let her put it on. She eventually did get the tattoo applied and was quite happy with the "cheerful pirate" picture on her forearm.
I hadn't realized how much of an impact having to "wait until Saturday" to get her tattoo had made until she asked me today: "Mom, what day is it?" "Saturday," I tell her. To which she happily claims, "On Saturday, we can put on tattoos!"

P.S. I know that most of the posts lately have just been Dani-isms with very little updates on what our family is doing this summer. That's because we're in the doldrums of summer trying to stay cool in the 100+ heat and the Dani-isms are about the most entertaining part of our lives. But here's a quick rundown of the past few weeks:
Kellie has been helping Hilary pack up her house to put it on the market. (Boo hoo, they're really moving)!
Natalie has begun to count down the days until she officially starts middle school and gets her hands on her french horn for band. (It's 22 days as of this post. Guess she's not the only one counting.)
Emma had a meltdown last week because her new elementary school: Ronald Reagan Elementary chose as its mascot a Ray (as in stingray). Apparently, being a "Reagan Ray" is not what she voted for and it affected her quite strongly for an entire afternoon. The sobs could be heard all over the house. (Hope this isn't a sign of the teenage years to come.)
Dani is keeping us in stitches when she's not being a stubborn grouch - I blame her father's genes for that streak. We Harmon's are never stubborn or grouchy!
And speaking of her father, Jeremy is working hard at the practice and spending fun time at the new rec center with the girls. He likes having the girls out on summer break. I agree with him, summer is a lot nicer without the demands of school. That is until the girls mope around the house quoting the all-too-popular summer phrase: "I'm bored!!"
And I'll just finish this post up with one of my all-time-favorite "hot" summer phrases:
"If you haven't noticed, the white people are melting out here!!!" Ahh, Texas even the heat waves are BIG!