You POOPING?

Wyatt: "Ow, somefing bit me!"
Me: "Oh no! Like an ant?"
Wyatt: "No. Yike an elephant. It hurt."

He pauses for a second...

"It hurt if an elephant bite you?"
Me: "Yeh, it probably would. They have big mouths."

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DH is on the phone with his friend Eddie. Wyatt picks up his toy phone...

"Heh-yo? Dis Eddie?"
(pause)
"What you doing?"
(pause)
"You POOPING?"

LOL

Then "Mommy, you want talk to Eddie?"
I took the phone and had a pretend conversation with Eddie, asking him how his wife Kate is and how their dogs are.

So the next day, he had his phone again.

"Heh-yo?"
Me: "Are you talking to Eddie again?"
(gives me a look like I am stupid)
"No. I talking to Kate right now."

LOL

He also said at one point "Wait, I put it on speaker phone."

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We were going outside and he suddenly stops and puts up an index finger and says "Wait! I finking. I finking." (thinking)

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He's started this thing where he wants to know where everything is from.

"Where that clock come from?"
"Grammy gave me that clock for Christmas."
"Where my chair come from?"
"The 99 cent store."
"Where that ball come from?"
"Walmart"
or sometimes I'll say "Maybe Target, maybe Walmart." and so if I answer Walmart, he'll say "Or maybe Target. Maybe Target, maybe Walmart."

If he wants to argue with me, he always says the object we are discussing came from Best Buy.

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Still obsessed with car washes. We went to one a couple days ago and he had so much fun watching the cars go through.

Crystal

I'm a Grandma!

Well, ok. Obviously NOT.



But I was in the furniture store and the sales guy said something about Wyatt making a mess.

And I said "Oh no. Wyatt's mommy wouldn't like that very much."

So later, he asked "So are you his Grandma?"

I shot the guy a look. "NO! I'm his MOM."

The guy stammered...

"Oh... uhhh... well, while ago you said something about "his mommy", so I thought it was someone else."

"NO! I was talking about myself in THIRD PERSON!"

"Well," he answered, still stammering. "You understand my confusion, right?"

"Sure. I understand your confusion. Because I LOOK SO OLD."

"NOOO!", he shouted back, flustered. "That's not what I meant."

I gave that poor guy grief the rest of the time he was there.

"Hold on, us grandmas are slow and I can't walk that fast."

"Is this couch soft? Because my old grandma bones need soft."

The poor guy kept apologizing and stammering and I acted like I was really offended by it to keep him that way. Because I am mean like that.



Crystal

Kindof Daddy

I just post these so I have a record of them.

DH needed to go to Lowe's and Wyatt and I just stayed outside. So Wyatt kept watching for Daddy to come back. He pointed excitedly and said "THERE'S DADDY!"

I turn around, and he's pointing at a guy that looks NOTHING like DH.

"THat's not Daddy", I said. "He's skinny and short, has brown skin, has a beard and is wearing plaid shorts. That looks NOTHING like Daddy!"

"Kindof", he answers. "It kindof Daddy."

Then he points at a young thin girl gathering carts. "There Daddy!"

"That's not Daddy. That's a girl! She has a ponytail!"

"Oh", he says. "It kindof you."

LOLOLOL.

Then I was telling my mom that story today and Wyatt starts giggling in the back seat and says "That not Daddy. That a GIRL!"

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He has gotten to where when I take off his clothes for bathtime, he takes off running all over, giggling like mad. Something about that little naked baby butt running in front of me makes me deliriously happy.

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Still obsessed with car washes. I bought him that Matchbox car wash toy for his birthday next month.

Crystal

I yike this cheese

Wyatt has been feeding me "nothing". He reaches in his pocket and pulls out his empty hand, then puts it up to my mouth. I pretend to eat it.

Sometimes he asks me "What it taste yike?" and I'll say "Strawberries! MMMM!" or something. Sometimes, he tells me what it is.. "It strawberry cake! You yike it?" (or "It good?") and sometimes, he says its Starbursts, because he knows I don't like Starbursts, and he wants to see me pretend to spit it out. LOL.

It's really cute!

He fell out of his bed night before last. I asked him what happened and he said "I roll over and CLUNK." I cracked up!

I've still been moving. We were at our old house cleaning, so I stopped by Taco Bell for food. He ended up REALLY liking nachos. We ran out of chips, so he picked up the little bowl of cheese and started scooping it out with his finger. He looks up at me, his face covered in orange cheese, and says "I yike this cheese."

Really? Couldn't tell.

This morning at the gym, I went back in the kid's club room after working out. Wyatt was surrounded by those big Lego-like blocks. I asked "What did you build?"

"A sign."

"What did it say?"

"Closed."

LOL

Sometimes I just wish I could follow him around with a recorder. He says such funny things all the time and I never remember them to blog them.

Crystal