Stephen came to me the other day and said, "I wish I could eat baboon." "Baboon?" I ask. "Yeah," he answers, "like a panda."
While eating pina colada yogurt, he asks me "Where are the peanuts?" "What peanuts, sweetie?" "In my peanut colada yogurt."
Yesterday, he asks for a snack. "I'm finnish" he says. Turns out, he is indeed American....he was just really hungry....famished, in fact.
Zachary (on his own) decided last night that he wanted to wash his filthy, smelly, gag-inducing beloved lovey. He put it in the washing machine, poured in the soap and helped me start the water. I closed the lid and he melted into a puddle on the floor. Turns out, he didn't really want to be without his lovey for the time it took to wash and dry it. But now I have the answer to the age old question "Just how nasty does a child's lovey have to be for that child to decide on his own that it's time for it to be washed?"
Two nights ago, I was taking Z out of the car. I told him I loved him and asked him if he loved Mommy. "I love Daddy," he replied. I ask again if he loves Mommy, giving him another chance. "I love Daddy." "Yes, you love Daddy, but do you love Mommy, too?" Sensing that I was fishing for some love, he lays his head on my shoulder, pauses and sighs..."Yes." I'm so glad he didn't make me look desperate!
And Marc-Adam has begun giggling out loud. There's nothing better than that, truly.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
They're always good for a smile
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Ha! So cute! Little boys have a way of really making a mommy smile from the inside out!
my #3 was so excited the other day, "mmm-mm"ing over the jumpy cake that daddy was bringing to us while we sat in the suburban at the school... nope, no yummy cake. daddy was bringing jumper cables 'cause the battery went dead. (only the jumper cables weren't to be found, so instead, he towed us home... automatic brakes and steering aren't that useful when your battery is dead-- wore out my leg and arms!)
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