Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools, because they have to say something.
The other night WH and I were sitting on the couch. I was knitting and WH was watching Grease on tv. DS4 was running in and out of the room, playing with cars and action figures.
There came a scene where I said that I had never understood why a character did something and WH said, well he's drunk. DS4 pipes up - "What's drunk mean?" WH says - "It's when a grown up has too many grown up drinks."
Silence for a few seconds.
"Is he all jacked up?"
I about died. A little Gretchen Wilson fan.
You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think.
"Courage is being scared to death and saddling up anyway." - J. Wayne
"What if I fall?" Oh but my darling, what if you fly?
Today at Nana's house, she looked over and saw him stalking around, so she jumped up and started stalking towards him, her claws up and ready. When she "attacked" him, he started howling, "Noooo Nana! We're the same kind! We're the same kind!"
Hubs and I had him overnight on Friday. Here's the conversation after he had done his business.
GS: Grandmommy, I am done; you need to wipe my butt
Me: Can you wipe your own butt?
GS: I can't reach the toilet paper.
Me: Ok, I'm coming.
GS: You need to wipe my whole hiney too; it fell in the toilet. It's good I didn't flush; I might not be here. Mommy and Daddy would be mad if I was flushed down the toilet when they came to get me!
Well, they WOULD be!
I'm upstairs. Crazz and DD are downstairs, but I can hear them talking.
DD: Daddy, where that guy?
Crazz: Which guy, baby?
DD: Where that GUY? The guy - the mama?
*Jrazz puts down her book, intrigued...*
Crazz: The guy MAMA?
DD: Er, yeah. That guy.
*Jrazz leans over the balcony*
Jrazz: The GUY mama?
DD, pointing up at Jrazz: THERE he is!
[This message edited by Jrazz at 9:39 PM, September 19th (Wednesday)]
And just think, I'll be back posting here in about a year or 18 months....
2 DSs, ages 8 and 6
GS: Now we go West! (He's been giving directions all week, and he's often been correct.)
Adults: Hmm...he's right.
Son, to GS: Have you figured out directions, or were you just randomly correct?
GS: I was just randomly correct.
Very late edit: I suspect he has no knowledge of what 'randomly correct' means - he's just into mimicking grown-ups. I mean, I know he's brilliant and all, but not that brilliant.
[This message edited by sisoon at 2:10 PM, September 22nd (Saturday)]
Me: Hmmm...you know, G-ma is MY Mommy.
GS: Thinks. Grin slowly takes over his face. 'Nooooo,' he says, as if to say, 'You can't fool ME with anything that silly.'
But I think he's started to notice that Daddy calls G-ma 'Grandma'....
For the record, it was a man who sounded very very much like a woman. But geez......! Out of the mouth of a three yr old! I was so embarrassed. I then said "his name is Josh. That's a very nice name isn't it?"
She often is the one who says things, compared to her twin brother.
DS LOST IT. "Mommy! Did you see that? Oh my gosh! It's the Batmobile. MOMMMY!!!!!"
I said, "Yes, I see it"
"MOMMY! That is so AWESOME! BATMAN IS HERE!"
First time I laughed all day and it was so worth waiting for.
We had to call my mom immediately to tell her about it.
Yesterday DS3 was playing with something. I heard it clatter to the floor.
Exasperated, DS3 yells, "What in tormation!?" (tarnation)
Exasperated, DS3 yells, "What in tormation!?"
A little bit of personal info (not identifying, no worries): DS' name is Grayson. We call him Gray.
This morning I'm helping him pick out clothes for daycare, and I pull out a gray shirt and ask if he wants to wear a shirt that's just like his name.
He looks at me and says "My name is not Gray."
Really? What's your name, then?
"It's Black. And I'm the White Power Ranger. You need to get this right, Mommy."
Me: "You want a PB&J, babybear?"
DD: "No mama, I's just cranky right now."
After a sigh and some consideration:
DD: "Ok, mama. I like a Pee-pee and jay now."
[This message edited by Jrazz at 5:50 PM, October 18th (Thursday)]