Showing posts with label from the mouths of babes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label from the mouths of babes. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Well-Oiled Machine

Snippets from our conversation as we were driving in the car after daycare


Me: We're going to the library today! That means we have to be on oooour...

Boys: ...BEST BEHAVIOR! (only that last word sounds more like "BEhmmhhmIOR" because that's a hard word for 2-and-a-half year olds)

Me: And what does 'best behavior' mean?

Joseph: NO RUNNING! NO SCREAMING & CRYING!

Luke: We walk slowly and talk QUIIIETLY!


They temper their running only slightly, and as you can imagine, their quiet voices aren't all that quiet. But I give them points for having the general concept.


My boys are closing on 2 years and 9 months old. Holy Moly!!!

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Words of Encouragement

We are in the throes of potty training at the moment.

Joseph is doing fantastically. He went all of yesterday without a single accident! Luke... Well after a big setback, he'll sit but won't pee. Now after his phantom pees, he jumps up as happy as can be and excitedly screams, "GOOD JOB!!" Errrr, you forgot something there, Little Man.

Right now we're doing everything we can to encourage him to get back on the wagon. And one of those things includes sitting on the big potty to go while he tries with the little potty. Everybody pees.

The other night I was performing my motherly duties, and Luke was pretending to pee. After completing my business, Joseph who was standing right beside me in the bathtub gives me the most beaming smile and yells, "Good job, Mommy! You go pee pee in the potty like a big boy!!" Yes, I guess I did. So I kindly nod and tell him, "Why, thank you!"

There's a lot of that going around these days. And I must admit, I like the validation.



Yesterday they were 2 years & 7 months old.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

January First

Luke was sitting on my lap, looking at his book and identifying pictures. He points to one and confidently says, "Penis."

...Blink, blink...

"What?"
"Penis."
"Um, Lukey, that's not a penis. That's a bear."
"No, it's a penis." 100% confident.

What could I do but burst into laughter? And of course, it all went to hell after that. Joseph jumps in with the same game but this time it's "poo poo". And soon the whole business digresses into delighted cackles.

Yep. Boys.