Translating My Little Sisters Talking

Ok, so something I thought that would be funny for you guys to read is a translation of my little sister, Lydia. She is only three years old and still at that speaking stage where only family can understand her. So, here I go.

I wunt suing ta eat, eminy!

Translation: I want something to eat, emily!

I wove you mommy (thats an easy one so no translation, sorry)

And den, an an an den, I...I...um wen to...um..a...dat ing were...um...um...you know wat I saying?

First things first, I have no idea what to tell you on this "story", but I hear them ALOT!

Here's how she says all of her sisters names: Book (Brooke) Eminy (Emily) Gacie (Grace) Ophia (Sophia) and Awison (Allison)

Here are just some funny mispronounced words she says that are so cute: buzgetti (speggeti) fwog (frog) op it (stop it) its a witter!! (its a spider!!) I want my oodle bear ( I want my doodle bear).

Well, thats all!

This is my little sisters drawing that she gave to me! How cut is this!

This is the little artist, Lydia. She looks so sweet and inisant but you have no idea how long it took to get this picture, and she's not even looking at the camera! Here is why: she was mad because my others sister was watching and she insisted that she had to close her eyes. So she watched her while I took the picture to make sure she wasn't watching!

 

Interviewing My Little Sister

I decided to interview my little sister, Lydia. She is three years old. This should be interesting.


What is your favorite color: bue and geen and ed (blue, green, and red)

Who is your favorite singer: Belle (the disney channel princess)

What is your favorite food: Cheese burger and fries

What do you want to do when you grow: Play with mommy and daddy

Where do you live: at my house

Would you rather play a guitar or a voilen: A little guitar

Who is your favorite disney princess: The girl with te blue dress (cinderella)

Do you like cats or dogs: Kitties and puppies

Last question, do you like me asking you these questions: I think I only have one eye.


How cute is she?  Although, I have no idea what she was thinking when she answered the last question!

Something Funny

This, this is not your averages sign to be found on a stage door at a school. Although, it is very funny! I took a picture of it at a speech meet, good thing I did, because now I can show you. I just "thought" it was cool.

Don't Do What I Just Did!

Don't do what I just did, EVER! We live in a double wide trailor house (it's way nicer than it sounds) and we store some stuff underneith the house. I was trying to find some golf clubs and, of course, they had to be underneath our house! Why, I meam, seriously, why! My sister would not go under so I had to do it. Never do it if you are 1. clausterphobic 2. hate dust 3. hate any kind of bugs and 3. don't mind getting dirty but still don't want to be covered in dust! Take my word for it and DON'T CRAWL UNDER A HOUSE!!!

Lose stuff?

Do you ever lose something? Then, after you lose it, you find it in a place you never would have even looked in? I do that ALL the time! For example:

The other day, I lost my guitar music and started looking around frantically for it. By frantically I mean tearing my closet apart. So finally I gave up. A few days later I was putting close away and opened up a drawer and guess what was in there, MY GUITAR MUSIC! I was glad I found it and every thing but seriously? In a drawer?

Another time, I was looking for my book and couldn't find it and started freaking out (it was a really good book). I did that whole "tearing my room apart" thing again and still couldn't find it. finally I gave up... again. About an hour later I found it under the couch. Really... the couch? Sometimes I really surprise myself.

So I started thinking, maybe the next time I look for things, I should look in the places I would never even guess they would be. Such as, in the bathroom cupboards, in the refridgerator, or in the attic (even thought I don't have an attic). So, the next time you lose something, don't just give up, look in the unknown.

Good times

Heres is me and some good friends on my first speech meet (I'm not in speech anymore) Ah, good memories.
Left to right: Seirra, me, and Andrina.

Here is another one, (I have a ton of pictures but I won't show them all to you!)

Well, except for my sisters head in the backround, it's a pretty descent pictur! I was shocked that we even got one without tongues, crazy eyes, bunny ears, fake hair pulling, etc.

Those were some good times. I even curled my hair! I never curl my hair! (ok, maybe once in a while)

iritated?

Do you ever get really iritated? Well, I do. I get iritated about a lot of stuff. Sometimes I even get iritated by this blog (I'm not very good with computers!).  Some times I get iritated with myself. For example : A long time ago my older sister (who was being very sneaky at the moment) decided to ask me to hold a pen and this is the exact words she said " Hey Emily, will you hold this pen? Be careful, it's leaking ink". Well, you know what? I took it! What was I thinking! I mean, she even told me that it was leaking ink. Neadless to say, my hand was stained with ink for a while.

So, that was my idea of a time I really iritated myself, because, well, you know, the whole stain in my hand for a week thing. Well, hope you enjoyed my thought.