Chicken and I are driving to pick up Edee from Joy School. We're talking about various things.
Chicken: Mommy, I hope to kiss you.
Me: Aw, I love your kisses.
Chicken: I luff you, Mommy. You are a good Mommy for me.
He's the best.
This blog is dedicated to my kids and the many memories they help to create. May they always do something cute or funny to keep me smiling...and sane.
Oh noodles.
Sunday, April 19, 2015
My Life
I'm changing Chicken's diaper.
Edee: Yuck! I hate seeing poopy diapers! Why does Chicken have poopy diapers like that? It's dish-custing.
Me: It's just a part of life, I'm afraid.
Chicken: It's a part of MY life! Not your life, it's a part of my life!!
The two year old is yelling this while point back and forth between Edee and I. I had no idea he had such strong feelings about it.
Edee: Yuck! I hate seeing poopy diapers! Why does Chicken have poopy diapers like that? It's dish-custing.
Me: It's just a part of life, I'm afraid.
Chicken: It's a part of MY life! Not your life, it's a part of my life!!
The two year old is yelling this while point back and forth between Edee and I. I had no idea he had such strong feelings about it.
Friday, April 10, 2015
Understood
Chicken's taking a bath and I'm watching a show in the bathroom on my kindle as I'm supervising. Edee wanders in and climbs on my lap just as the show starts talking about something inappropriate. It's generally a pretty mild show, but has the occasional innuendo. I quickly scramble to hit the pause button and shut the cover.
Edee: Hey! Why did you turn-ded dat off??
Me: I didn't like what they were saying.
Edee: Dat's okay, I understood what dey were saying.
Me: You did? Oh. Uh....what were they saying?
Edee: I understood dat dey weren't speaking Engwish.
Me: Oh....right.
Phew!!!
Edee: Hey! Why did you turn-ded dat off??
Me: I didn't like what they were saying.
Edee: Dat's okay, I understood what dey were saying.
Me: You did? Oh. Uh....what were they saying?
Edee: I understood dat dey weren't speaking Engwish.
Me: Oh....right.
Phew!!!
Insulated
Me: Edee, no running. You're wearing sandals and not your running shoes, I don't want you to trip and fall.
Edee: Mommy, are dere running sandals we could buy?
Me: No....sandals are not for running.
Edee: I tink dere are running sandals for running.
Me: Well. Maybe. But your sandals are not for running.
Edee: I tink dey would be if dey were insowaded.
Me: Insulated?
Edee: Yeah. Are dere a such ting as snow sandals?
Me: No....you're feet would get cold.
Edee: I tink dey would be insowated against da snow. And sand sandals would be insowated against da sand.
Someone has learned a fun new word!
Edee: Mommy, are dere running sandals we could buy?
Me: No....sandals are not for running.
Edee: I tink dere are running sandals for running.
Me: Well. Maybe. But your sandals are not for running.
Edee: I tink dey would be if dey were insowaded.
Me: Insulated?
Edee: Yeah. Are dere a such ting as snow sandals?
Me: No....you're feet would get cold.
Edee: I tink dey would be insowated against da snow. And sand sandals would be insowated against da sand.
Someone has learned a fun new word!
Big Boy
Chicken: Mommy, I'n a big boy, dust yike you!!!
Me: Just like me!?
Chicken: Yeah!
Me: Ha ha...almost, once you're out of diapers you'll officially be a big boy....just like Daddy! Are you ready to use the potty?
Chicken: No. I'm not weady, yet.
Truth is that I'm not ready yet either. Potty training...ugh.
Me: Just like me!?
Chicken: Yeah!
Me: Ha ha...almost, once you're out of diapers you'll officially be a big boy....just like Daddy! Are you ready to use the potty?
Chicken: No. I'm not weady, yet.
Truth is that I'm not ready yet either. Potty training...ugh.
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