Reichen: “Mommy?”
Me: “Yes, baby?”
Reichen: “When is Daddy coming home?”
Me: “I don’t know. After work, like usual, I guess. Why?”
Reichen: “Because you are going to be in so much trouble when I tell Daddy you made me sit in time out.”
What my 3 year old said after a stint in time out for biting his brother.
Reichen: “Mommy! Mommy!”
Me: “Yes, baby?”
Reichen: “Can you bring me a magazine? I need to look at it while I’m in here pooping.”
Reichen: “That lady sings lousy.”
What my 3 year old said about the woman singing next to him at church.
It’s 8:30pm, I’ve brushed his teeth, read him books, and Reichen is in my lap snuggling one more minute before bed and I whisper…
Me: “Reichen, you and Latham are the most amazing little boys in the whole world. I love you so much.”
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Me: “What do you say when mommy says she loves you?”
Reichen: “I. Want. To. Go. To. The. Mall.”
Reichen: “Oh. Let’s not talk about that.”
What my 3 year old said after I asked him to tell his dad why he had to sit in time out today.
Reichen: “Mommy, look at that lady! She has HUGE boobies!”
What my 3 year old said after seeing Kim Kardashian on the cover of this month’s Shape Magazine.
By the way, I’m not really sure where Reichen picked up that particular word. It’s certainly not how I refer to that specific part of the female anatomy. But if I had to guess, I bet the guy he heard it from lives in our house and his name starts with a D, ends with a D and has an A-V-I in the middle.
Reichen: “Mommy, I need to get a lot bigger before I get huge.”
Me: “You’re right, buddy. You need to get a lot bigger before you get huge.”
Reichen: “Oh, because I really want to be huge; So, I’m going to work on being really big.”
Me: “Okay, buddy. Sounds good to me.”
Reichen: “Mommy! Mommy! That lady is squeezing my brother! HEY LADY!!! STOP SQUEEZING MY BROTHER!!!”
What my 3 year old screamed at the nurse while she gave Latham his 2 year old immunizations today.
Reichen: “Mommy?”
Me: “Yes, baby?”
Reichen: “Never flush me down the stool.”
Me: “Okay. I’ll never flush you down the stool.”
Reichen: “I would be really scared if you flushed me down the stool.”
Me: “Don’t worry, I’ll never flush you down the stool.”
Reichen: “Promise?”
Me: “Promise.”
Latham: “What are those, RyRy?”
Reichen: “Those are your balls.”
Latham: “Where are Daddy’s balls?”
Reichen: “They’re not here. They’re at work with Daddy.”
The comical conversation between my two boys this afternoon while I changed Latham’s diaper.
Reichen: “Where did the bubbles go, Dadda?”
The question my 3 year old asked after his father, my husband, told him it was alright to urinate outside for the first time this afternoon. David explained bubbles are only a perk when you pee in the potty. The perk when you pee outside: writing your name anywhere you want.
Of course, I was not there for that conversation. I only learned about it after Reichen excitedly volunteered all the gory details at dinner.
Sigh.
Whatever your brother does, you want to do, too
Riding bikes or playing cars, it doesn’t matter to you.
But you catch me by surprise with your latest request
Going tinkle on the potty is such a big boy conquest.
‘HELP MOMMA’ you say while giving your pants a yank
There’s no way, he’s not ready, this must be a prank.
But I plop you on the potty and you sit there and smile
I tell you to be patient since this could take awhile.
We wait and we wait, and I promise you’ll see
And before we both know it, you’re going wee wee.
I yell for your brother so he can celebrate too
He gives you and hug and says, ‘I’m so proud of you!’
I know it’s not over and it’s just the beginning
But you and me together – we can do anything.
Reichen: “Can you go to work, Dadda?”
David: “Why do you want me to go to work, buddy?”
Reichen: “Because I need some money to give the lady at the mall so I can ride the carousel.”
The sweet conversation I overheard between Reichen and his Daddy.
Reichen: “The girl in blue hurt me today.”
Me: “She did?”
Reichen: “Yeah.”
Me: “What happened?”
Reichen: “She hit me in the head with a car and then I yelled NAUGHTY GIRL!!! NAUGHTY GIRL!!! And then…”
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Reichen: “I spit in her face.”
What my 3 year old said happened after I dropped him off for an hour at the gym daycare this morning. After I died a little on the inside, we had a very long conversation about how you never spit at anyone. Ever.
Reichen: “What is that, Momma? Is that a little bit of poop?”
What my 3 year old toddler said to me after I spilled taco meat all over myself.
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devon spec on The Great Giveaway
hi tash! i follow you on facebook, & bloglines. :) i have no idea what google friend is! i might have to look into this... i would put the design...on Can You Say Awkward? I Knew You Could.
I love, love, love the pictures. :-)Single Dad Laughing on The Great Giveaway
Hmmmm... who doesn't like free crap. I mean free awesome stuff. I can't wait till I'm as popular as you! .-= Single Dad Laughing´s last blog ..My pain can beat up...Emily on Can You Say Awkward? I Knew You Could.
Mmmmm Double Demin always a good look?! Those picture made me laugh - not yours, yours are awesome! .-= Emily´s last blog ..A few of my favourite things =-.Nina on The Great Giveaway
Noon your time or time? Oh well, family isn't probably eligible anyway, but I would put my beautiful grandsons on my bottle. I follow you through Google.