Thursday, February 19, 2009

Startlingly funny

The other day I got a text from my friend Ryan during class. Hannah spends time with Ryan, his wife Becca, and their little son on Tuesdays while I'm at school - and she loves it. So, the other day I got this text. The only struggle was not to burst out laughing in the middle of class:

"... she came in tonight and said JESUS CHRIST really loud... i was stunned until i realized that she was talking about the [tapestry] of Christ we have hanging on the wall. she had just see it. we started laughing. it was so funny. we enjoy her being here."


Chalk it up to another Hannah-ism!

Friday, February 6, 2009

Note to self...

...Save the more random explanations for a time when you're not drunk with fatigue.

Hannah and I went to IKEA the other day, to cheer ourselves up. It had been a long, difficult day already, and IKEA is one of my favorite discount shopping and decorating centers on the planet. And I desperately needed a reason to smile. So, after letting her go play in the playroom for a while - so that we could both say we enjoyed the trip - I finished shopping and checked out. After picking Hannah up from the playroom, and getting in the car, she asked if I had gotten her anything. (Typical.) I told her that I actually had - a little chandelier that we might hang in her room, but probably not until we get into a new apartment. So we continued chatting about how much fun that would be. After a few minutes, Hannah said, "Ok... But I don't even know what a chandelier is!"

M: Oh! Well, it's a hanging light. But it's all fancy.
H: Ok...?
M: (in a stammering sort of explanation) You know... It's a light, but it's more pretty than it is useful...
H: Uh-huh...?
M: I mean, it's got the light that hangs, but then there's all these crystally things that hang down and make it look real pretty.
H: You got me a diamond light!?!?!?!
M: Well, no. It's not diamonds, but it's cute. You know... little crystals... some are different colors. (blah blah blah... trying to explain it so that it made sense, but I was rather tired so I wasn't thinking real clearly. Normally, these explanations go a lot more smoothly.)
M: (finally) Does that make sense?
H: Yeah. (pause) Well, no. That doesn't make sense, but I don't want to hear any more.

Awesome. Can't fault her for being honest.

PS - She loved the chandelier, once we got home and she could see the picture on the box. Now she can't wait to hang it somewhere!

Isn't it cute? :)