Happy Tuesday, folks! Hope y’all had a great Halloween and survived the time change. Without further ado, here are the funnies from my kiddos!
J: I want fish!
(I realize he’s pointing to the goldfish.)
Me: Here, you can take these downstairs with you, I guess.
Hubby picks him up and takes the goldfish.
J: I guess so. Yeah, I guess so, Mommy.
Hubby: He’s learning English!!
In the car, J points out to us all the trucks. All. The. Trucks.
J: I saw da truck! I saw da truck!
(I try to talk about colors, or size, or something, but he’s always moved on to the next truck. This afternoon, EK was helping point them out…)
EK: Joe Joe! There’s a green truck!
J: I saw da punkin!
(He’d been looking out the other window at pumpkins on porches.)
EK told Annie (grandma) the other day all about how we got D from the “hospillow”. Makes sense, I guess.
J: I want da candy!
EK: You can have one piece of chocolate and then save the rest for later.
J: *eats broccoli*
EK: My butt hurts.
(This is code for “I have to poop.”)
Me: Okay, let’s go quickly, and find the bathroom. (We were at Target.)
EK: Just in time! (Sits on the potty and immediately poops)
Me: You’re telling me!
EK was carrying around a pillowcase full of clothes and fake food…
Me: Are you running away?
EK: No, I just packed up.
Me: Getting ready for the apocalypse?
EK: No. I just didn’t take a good nap.
(I’m assuming that means she packed up that pillowcase instead of taking the nap.)
EK, drinking a smoothie and shivering…
Me: Do you want to take a break and warm up?
EK: I’m freezing from my smoothie but I WANT IT!
Upon seeing Christmas wreaths at Thruway shopping center…
EK: Mommy, I miss Santa Claus.
EK is into giving J consequences right now. For example, if he throws his lunch in the floor, she might say this:
Stop, or we can’t have any friends over.
Don’t do that, or you’ll go to bed!
If you do that again, you’re going to sit in time out in the hallway.
She also likes to translate or speak for him:
He wants his juice, Mama.
He saw a truck!
He wants to see the train.
He speaks pretty well for himself:
Mama! Where’s cars?
I want more candies now!
I wuff de baby.
Where’s Lala? Where’s Drew?
Well what do your kids say? Do they speak for each other, or tell each other what to do?