Another couple word I must say a lot of.
Edee: Yeah, Mommy, and I toad-a-wee did it myself.
Me: Cool, good job.
Edee: And I made annuder one, and it was toad-a-wee GINORMOUS!
By-the-way, I didn't think ginormous was a real word until typing this up and seeing that the spell check red-underline didn't show up. Apparently it was put in the Webster Dictionary back in 2007. Wow!
Oh noodles.
"Edee" and "Chicken" are nicknames for my two little rascals. The names originated from how my daughter would pronounce both her own and little brother's name when she first started talking. They've stuck. Chicken may live to regret that someday....
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
My Problem
Edee: Mommy!!! Chicken dust hit me!!
Chicken: It not your pob-wem (problem) Ewa!! It not your pob-wem!
Edee: But you hit me!!
Chicken: It not your pob-wem! It MY pob-wem, Ewa.
Edee: But you hit ME!!
At least he takes some ownership here and can admit that he has a problem, right?
Chicken: It not your pob-wem (problem) Ewa!! It not your pob-wem!
Edee: But you hit me!!
Chicken: It not your pob-wem! It MY pob-wem, Ewa.
Edee: But you hit ME!!
At least he takes some ownership here and can admit that he has a problem, right?
Cute Mom
Chicken comes up to me to give me a hug and kiss my ears. It's a little weird, but sweet--he likes to hold onto my ears when he's snuggling or falling asleep, and recently he likes to give each one a kiss.
Me: You are so sweet Chicken
Chicken: An you a good Mommy.
Me: Aww....thank you. That's so nice. I love you.
Chicken: I wud you too. You a coot mommy, Mommy.
He's a heart melter, this one.
Me: You are so sweet Chicken
Chicken: An you a good Mommy.
Me: Aww....thank you. That's so nice. I love you.
Chicken: I wud you too. You a coot mommy, Mommy.
He's a heart melter, this one.
Sunday, March 22, 2015
Grampa
We are learning about sea turtles.
Me: ....and sea turtles can live to be up to 100 years old!
Edee: Dat's almost as old as Gampa!!!
Silly
Edee: Chicken is so si-yee (silly)
Me: He IS so silly.
Edee: Yeah, he is so si-yee and han-some
Me: He is definitely handsome too.
Me: He IS so silly.
Edee: Yeah, he is so si-yee and han-some
Me: He is definitely handsome too.
Best Mommy
Chicken: Mommy? You are my best mommy.
I never get tired of these sweet things he says to me. You are my best little boy, Chicken.
I never get tired of these sweet things he says to me. You are my best little boy, Chicken.
Friday, March 20, 2015
Annoyed
Me: Edee go play with you dinosaurs.
Edee: I don wan to.
Me: I just got them out for you because you asked to play with them. Go play.
Edee: No. I dust got annoyed out.
I've learned this week that I must vocalize when I'm annoyed more than I thought. Yesterday when I got frustrated with something Edee did---
Me: Ugh, you guys. Seriously. I'm so......so....
Edee: annoyed?
Me: Well.....yeah. Where did you learn that? Where did you hear that word?
Edee: I don't know. Mom you say it a yot when you are I yittle bit annoyed.
Chicken: I'm annoyed. I'm annoyed!
Ha ha.....oh wow. Obviously I do say it a lot!
Monday, March 9, 2015
Song and Story
Daylight savings time has thrown us for a little loop, as I'm sure it does for most parents.
I was laying down with Chicken in his new "big boy bed" at bedtime, trying to sing to him so that he could settle down after not seeming tired. He kept refusing all my choices of songs.
Me: Okay then, what song do you want?
Chicken: A Too-too tain yong ( A Choo-choo train song).
Me (wondering if I could even tolerate singing that horrid Thomas the Train theme song): Hmmm...I don't know that one. Maybe you can sing it.
Chicken (without much hesitation and to a little tune): Too-too tain! Yow-pow tain! And a meeeaaan dagon! (Choo-choo train! Snow-plow train! And a mean dragon).
Me: Wow!!! I'm impressed Chicken!! That was a great song. You made that up all by yourself!
Chicken: Yeah.
He sings it again. I know where this is coming from....I made up a bedtime story about these things a few weeks ago. Edee comes in at this point to see what all the ruckus was about. She asks for a story, remembering the stories I'd tell about dragons and trains. Before I can open my mouth, Chicken jumps right in.
Chicken: Part-a a time (Once upon a time). An an an an....Da geen too-too tain an yow pow tain (There was a green choo-choo train and a snow plow train). An an an yots a yittle geen Bobs (And lots of little green Bobs....Bob is the name of the Dragon in our stories, btw). An an dey were dancing a dance cass, den dancing on da geen tain (And they were dancing at dance class, then dancing on the green train). An da dance ih: Wiggle! Wiggle! Clap! Kick!! (And the dance is: Wiggle! Wiggle! Clap! Kick!....he was demoing this the best he could lying in bed. The Wiggle! was the best part).
Holy smokes, this kid is hilarious. Not only is he in a big boy bed, but he's big enough to be making up songs and silly stories complete with dance moves. I seriously just want to keep him forever in my pocket. It's so bitter-sweet that he's growing up.
Of course when I shooed Edee into her room so I could finally help Chicken sleep, she was waiting for me in her room about ready to burst in anticipation. She proceeded to tell me a story about a pink train with a pink whistle, wheels, and pedals; AND a purple train with sparkles and a red train with sparkles; and a green train with no sparkles until it asked the paint man for sparkles. I sort of couldn't follow after this point but there was something about a strange animal running by the trains really fast.
Me: What kind of animal was it?
Edee: I don't kn--Dey didn't know!!
She is so adorable too. I love my kids, they are amazing. I'm so lucky to be their mom!!
I was laying down with Chicken in his new "big boy bed" at bedtime, trying to sing to him so that he could settle down after not seeming tired. He kept refusing all my choices of songs.
Me: Okay then, what song do you want?
Chicken: A Too-too tain yong ( A Choo-choo train song).
Me (wondering if I could even tolerate singing that horrid Thomas the Train theme song): Hmmm...I don't know that one. Maybe you can sing it.
Chicken (without much hesitation and to a little tune): Too-too tain! Yow-pow tain! And a meeeaaan dagon! (Choo-choo train! Snow-plow train! And a mean dragon).
Me: Wow!!! I'm impressed Chicken!! That was a great song. You made that up all by yourself!
Chicken: Yeah.
He sings it again. I know where this is coming from....I made up a bedtime story about these things a few weeks ago. Edee comes in at this point to see what all the ruckus was about. She asks for a story, remembering the stories I'd tell about dragons and trains. Before I can open my mouth, Chicken jumps right in.
Chicken: Part-a a time (Once upon a time). An an an an....Da geen too-too tain an yow pow tain (There was a green choo-choo train and a snow plow train). An an an yots a yittle geen Bobs (And lots of little green Bobs....Bob is the name of the Dragon in our stories, btw). An an dey were dancing a dance cass, den dancing on da geen tain (And they were dancing at dance class, then dancing on the green train). An da dance ih: Wiggle! Wiggle! Clap! Kick!! (And the dance is: Wiggle! Wiggle! Clap! Kick!....he was demoing this the best he could lying in bed. The Wiggle! was the best part).
Holy smokes, this kid is hilarious. Not only is he in a big boy bed, but he's big enough to be making up songs and silly stories complete with dance moves. I seriously just want to keep him forever in my pocket. It's so bitter-sweet that he's growing up.
Of course when I shooed Edee into her room so I could finally help Chicken sleep, she was waiting for me in her room about ready to burst in anticipation. She proceeded to tell me a story about a pink train with a pink whistle, wheels, and pedals; AND a purple train with sparkles and a red train with sparkles; and a green train with no sparkles until it asked the paint man for sparkles. I sort of couldn't follow after this point but there was something about a strange animal running by the trains really fast.
Me: What kind of animal was it?
Edee: I don't kn--Dey didn't know!!
She is so adorable too. I love my kids, they are amazing. I'm so lucky to be their mom!!
Puddles
It was a warm day today...and by warm, I mean in the 40's. We finally had puddles in our driveway that weren't iced over! The kids were in heaven jumping and splashing in them. When I finally convinced them to get in the car so we could leave, Chicken happily bounced up to me.
Me: Was that fun?
Chicken: I dumped in a MUDDLE!!!!
Me(could not contain the laughter): A muddle? Ha ha ha! A mud puddle!
Chicken: Yep! A mud puddle! Ha ha!!
This kid.
Me: Was that fun?
Chicken: I dumped in a MUDDLE!!!!
Me(could not contain the laughter): A muddle? Ha ha ha! A mud puddle!
Chicken: Yep! A mud puddle! Ha ha!!
This kid.
Pistachios
Chicken has recently discovered pistachios. I've delayed this discovery for him since he has a peanut and almond allergy and I have been fearful of all things nuts--but blood and skin tests have never shown a reaction to other nuts, so I've been slowly introducing them. He LOVES pistachios. I don't blame him, I like them a lot myself. The best part is how he says it: sometimes it's "puh-stashes", sometimes "buh-stashes", and yesterday it was "mustaches"!! It literally made me laugh out loud.
Today though, I wasn't laughing when he sneaked up to the counter while I was reading to Edee in the other room and sucked the salt off of half of the container I had and put them all back in afterwards. That was not fun scooping out slobbery nuts out of my pistachio stash....them ain't cheap, Chicken!!
Today though, I wasn't laughing when he sneaked up to the counter while I was reading to Edee in the other room and sucked the salt off of half of the container I had and put them all back in afterwards. That was not fun scooping out slobbery nuts out of my pistachio stash....them ain't cheap, Chicken!!
Sunday, March 1, 2015
Every Guys
Chicken was setting the table for dinner.
Chicken: Yook! I pud a pate (plate) dere for every guys.
Daddy: You got one for every one.
Chicken: Yeah. Every guys, it time fah dinnah! (time for dinner).
Chicken: Yook! I pud a pate (plate) dere for every guys.
Daddy: You got one for every one.
Chicken: Yeah. Every guys, it time fah dinnah! (time for dinner).
Prayer
Chicken likes saying prayers.
So much, in fact, that as soon as someone else finishes saying a prayer he immediately yells out "MY TURN!" after the "Amen". And then usually he gets a turn to say a prayer.
This has become so habitual that this even occurred after HE himself said the prayer.
Chicken: And dank you for a woot (food) and for a woot and da dinnah (dinner)....Amen. MY TURN!! Oh ha ha....I did!!
It's great that he can laugh at himself. Of course we all laughed too. Such a little character!
So much, in fact, that as soon as someone else finishes saying a prayer he immediately yells out "MY TURN!" after the "Amen". And then usually he gets a turn to say a prayer.
This has become so habitual that this even occurred after HE himself said the prayer.
Chicken: And dank you for a woot (food) and for a woot and da dinnah (dinner)....Amen. MY TURN!! Oh ha ha....I did!!
It's great that he can laugh at himself. Of course we all laughed too. Such a little character!
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