I Could Hang Here!

While much of the news from our latest Disney trip will have to wait for another blog entry, I can't possibly forget to write this little tidbit down.

We had just finished riding the Soaring Over California ride at California Adventure today -- the first time we'd ridden it, since the last time we'd been there, Makela was slightly too short to ride it (and anything else w/ a minimum height requirement of 40"). Makela absolutely loved it and couldn't stop talking about how much fun it was the whole way out -- and she immediately asked to ride it again. As she kept babbling, she said something that sounded like a quote from "Madagascar," which she received on DVD at Christmas.

So Daddy said, "Makela, did you just say 'This place is cracka-lackin!'?"

To which she replied, without missing a beat, "Yes. I could hang here. I could hang here!"

She sounded just like Chris Rock's character from the movie, Marty the Zebra. Same inflections and everything. It was hysterical.

Left to Right

Another funny conversation with Makela the other day. It went something like this.

Makela: "Mommy, we write from left to right. Why?"
Me: "Because the language we speak and write in is English, and English is written from left to right."
Makela: "But why?"
Me: "Well, some languages are written in different directions, but English is just written left to right. It's just a rule. It's been around since the language was invented a long, LONG time ago."
Makela: "Really? Before I was born?"