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While changing his diaper, he looked down and said, "Mommy, my pee pee is big and strong!" I initially laughed (doomed now, I know). Then I recoiled at the thought of him telling that to one of his many girls in his daycare harem. I said, "We don't talk like that!" His response? "But it IS big and strong." So not looking forward to the inevitable call from daycare.
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In Target, E decided that my boobs were squeaky. He started grabbing both of them while shrieking "SQUEAKY!". Since he was riding in the cart, I couldn't escape and any efforts to thwart his behavior resulted in louder proclamations that my boobs were squeaky. Thanks kid, that sweet looking grandma-type person is blushing in our general direction and mommy wants to die after downing an entire industrial-sized bottle of moscato.
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Last night, E tooted and I replied with an exuberant "Gross!" He said, "No! It's so good!" No, kid, it really isn't.
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It was raining and E said, "Mommy, it is raining. How do we make the sun come back?" Good question little buddy.
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"Mommy, what is this?"
"A baby apple."
"Mommy, where do babies come from?"
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When I ask TQC what kind of sandwich she wants, she always responds, "Cupcake sandwich."
ReplyDeleteNiiice! Hmmm, I haven't eaten lunch yet, and that sounds phenomenal! She sounds like my kind of gal!
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