posted August 07, 2005 02:25 PM         

He like to lounge "in the buff" at home LoL

Whenever he sees and child, be it an infant or a 8 year old, he calls them a baby and goes "hi baby!" if it's a girl he'll go "hello, cutie"

This morning, I made him breakfast and put on his Noggin and 45 minutes later I wake up with poo on my feet and all over the floor, I went "Yay, a poo party"

If he sees and elderly woman or man he'll call them "grandma/grandpa" ( I blame that damned Calliou for that, I can't stand that cartoon and that kid

We're in a diner having lunch and he bursts out "I farted!"

We're in the pizza shop waiting for our food and it's closing time, so the guy that was mopping the floors unlocked and held the door for both of us, I say "thank you"
he goes, "goodnight, pizza!" LoL and I tell him "honey, his name isn't pizza!"

Three year olds sigh . . .

at 5 months

posted August 07, 2005 02:32 PM         

My nephew loves to talk about farts... he loves to fart... he loves when other people fart. Farts are his favorite thing.

posted August 07, 2005 03:03 PM         

I have a couple...

(first a little background)
My hubby, his brother, and sister all had their children very close together. Our oldest 10/96, our niece 7/97, our youngest 2/98, our nephew 7/98. I was the family daycare. We had lots of fun. Although, looking back... I don't know how I did it!

So... I've got the four kids... ages 3, 2, 2, 1. I pop outside for a quick smoke, after settling them down for nap time. What's a smoke take?... 5 minutes?

I come back in to find my youngest and my niece (2 & 1) emptying the contents of my baking cupboard all over the kitchen. There was Crisco, four, and sugar (powdered and regular) spread all over the kitchen (mostly on the floor).

Anyone have any idea how hard it is to clean Crisco off of the floor?

Then another time (also nap time) my friend came over to borrow an outfit. The kids were "napping" on the living room floor with their blankies and pillows (as per usual). We went upstairs to raid my closet.

While rummaging, I hear the stove timer buzzing. I'm like, WTF?... and head down.

I find my oldest (3 at the time) STANDING ON TOP OF THE STOVE with a pair of scissors looking very shocked and alarmed by the buzzer (and probably the site of mom, knowing she was BUSTED). There was also a bottle of Betadine on the stove, which I didn't see... but that will come into play in a bit.

I immediately grab her to get her off of the stove, and in doing so a huge chunk of her hair falls out. Again, I'm like WTF? not having had a chance to fully assess the situation. Then I notice the Betadine all over her legs (which I thought was blood for the moment) and thought I was going to lose my mind.

I knew what the Betadine was, once I started cleaning her up... But OMG, for a split second there, I was SO scared.

Kids... they make life interesting. I couldn't imagine my life without them.

posted August 07, 2005 08:03 PM         

LoL, BlueMoony, they'll be more to come

posted August 09, 2005 12:46 AM         

Ah I love it when they conk out, and they still look like babies, even when they're not.
I stared at my daughter this morning while she was sleeping. She was deep in REM sleep, complete with smiles and body jerks. It reminded me of when she was a newbie, we'd videotape her sleeping.. we're talking ten minutes!!! Just to get a glimpse of her sleep smile. and then claim she was dreaming of 'the boob'. Still loves the boob, only she wants her own.

Oh I love all your stories!!!!

Here's one from my mental file.
When she was three, she was sleeping with us in bed, and it was mid winter. I couldn't get warm, and said
"Omigosh, I am f*cking FREEZING!"
She looked at me angelicaly and said
"I'm f*cking freezing too, mommy."