Things my kids say and do… (#6)

Bubby’s personality is starting to come out more and more. He is such a sweet, funny, stubborn little boy. And definitely a mama’s boy who likes to flirt with the ladies.

A couple of weeks ago we had a new couple and their children come over for a cook out. When the husband came in the house Bubby INSISTED on him shaking his hand. No high fives, no waving – a hand shake was the only thing he was interested in.

With him being a mama’s boy, he wants to sit ON me or in my face all the time. It can get a little aggravating, but in a few years he’ll want nothing to do with me so I suck it up. Anyway. I was writing a paper the other night, and he kept trying to get in between the computer and myself. (To be fair I had been doing homework for hours at that point) I started singing because I was so tired and trying to stay awake. He would get up close to my face and go “SHHH!’ I would stop singing, he would giggle. I start singing again and he would go “Shhh!” and giggle. Repeat another 20 or so times till he drove me crazy.

He's so cute.

As I said before, the kid has a very determined attitude (STUBBORN). Bubby kept tossing a play bowling ball across the room.  It might not be real, but it is hard and I was scared it was going to crack or scratch the floors. We kept showing him that he needed to roll it and he ignored us. So Jason put the ball on top of the shelf in the playroom. The back of the shelf is even with a partition in the wall. Behind that wall I have my hope chest… The next day Bubby shoves the blanket covering it, climbs up on top of it, reaches over and pushes the ball to the playroom floor.

See the word Turbo on his butt. It's very appropriate. He doesn't stop moving!

I put it in the garage. 😉

Finally, he cracked us up the other night at dinner. Sweet Pea sneezed and Jason told her “God bless you!” Bubby looks over at him and goes, “God bless what?!” Jason and I burst out laughing. We still are not sure if that is what he meant, but it certainly sounded like it.

On to little Ms. Sweet Pea.

As I stated before, she has an obsession with carrying stuff with her everywhere she goes. We went shopping with a friend of mine, K. She brought her bunny, there was no talking her out of it. After several stores, we ate and then hit up Old Navy. She loses the bunny in Old Navy. I don’t realize it till I start to pull out of the parking lot. She freaks out and starts crying big crocodile tears “I want my bunny! I love my bunny! Please rescue my bunny! What if something happens to her? I’m so worried about my bunny!” After that sweet concern over her bunny I call K who is thankfully still near the store and she finds it. YAY K! 🙂 Sweet Pea is VERY grateful.

Sweet Pea has not taken her bunny out of the house since that day.

The other day I had to go to the doctor. Jason had to come with me in case I passed out, so of course, the kids come along. While we are in the waiting room Sweet Pea asks Jason is he has any dreams and he kind of ignores her since Bubby has run off (Which is normal, he wants to check out every square inch in a new place). So, she comes over to me, sits in a little kiddy chair across from me.

She looks me in the eye, and very calmly asks me “Mommy, did you have any bad dreams last night?” I tell her no. She then asks me “Well, did you have ANY dreams last night?”. I tell her that I did. She then puts her little hands in her lap and asks me like a therapist would, “Can you tell me about them? About your dreams? What happened? Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?”

Need a hug?

Seriously. Where does she come up with that stuff. I told her that I could not remember them, but that I was okay and thanks for asking me.

We are headed to church last Sunday and Sweet Pea tells me that she loves my shoes. She asks me if they are my “grandma” shoes. Where did she get that from? My husband. Almost every pair of cute shoes to him are grandma shoes. (Then he tried to tell her when she gets older to buy comfortable shoes, even if they are ugly – NO WAY! )

On the same trip to church she asks me “Mommy, do you have underwears on?” I tell her I do, and then asks Jason if he has “underwears” on. Then proceeds to tell us that we should all wear our underwears all the time, because we are grown ups. “I wear underwears because I am a big girl, but Bubby doesn’t. He wears a diaper because he is a baby.”

Finally the other morning when we wake up she told me her tummy hurts. I ask her where it hurts, and she points to her belly “Right here, Mommy.” I asked if she had to go to the bathroom and she tells me “No, I have bones in my tummy. The bones are growing and that is why my tummy hurts. Every day I eat more food. The food makes my bones grow. So that is why my tummy hurts.”

Have to have nourishment for those growing bones. (Both my kids love tomatoes!)

I really should tell her there are no bones in your tummy, but I am scared to confuse her.

And now I am going to bed. I had a long weekend of paper writing. Two papers down, two more to go.


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