A Buffawo!

Wyatt and I were staring at clouds. "That one wooks wike a BUFFAWO! See? He has one, two, free, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten eweven HORNS!" Then he pointed to another one. "That one wooks wike... a cwoud!"


Wyatt took my trash bag and ran away with it. He then hid it. "HA!" he said triumphantly. "You'll never find it now!" Then added in a normal voice... "Just don't look anywhere it is."


We were on our way to tour a second preschool. "Is it a big kid school?" asked Wyatt "Because I'm just a yittle smaller than big."


We were reading "I'll Love You Forever" (Is there ANYONE who can get through that book without crying, btw?) and it got to the part where the boy was 9 years old and was saying bad words. "What bad words he say?" Wyatt asked. "Yike b-i-t-c-h or somefing?"

It's been a while - WYATTISMS

Wyatt: "I'm gonna be a doctor!" Me (impressed): A doctor? Wow, that's cool!" Wyatt (correcting me): "NO. I'm gonna be a dog feeder." Me (a little less impressed): "A dog feeder? I don't know if that's a very good job." Wyatt (correcting me again): "NO! I gonna be a dog food eater." Oh Lord.

I was singing Wyatt his lullabies, and he busted out in a giggle fit. "What is so funny?" I asked. "I yaughing at Scooby Doo," he said, still giggling. "That dog say 'ruh roh'!" LOL

Wyatt wanted to watch "a girl singing in a pretty dress" on tv. So I scanned through all five-hundred-and-so channels looking for a concert or even figure skating. Nothing. Finally, I said "Honey, I can't find a girl in a pretty dress. You need to pick something else." "Ok. A bicycle running over a snake." Sure. That'll be easier to find.

Mike: "Wyatt, heads or tails? Wyatt: "No, I don't have a tail."

Wyatt: "I'm cold!"
Me: "Walk faster. It'll make your blood pump faster."
Wyatt, halting in his tracks and giving me a disbelieving stare: "My BWOOD PUMP?"
Me: "Sure. Your heart pumps your blood down your arms and legs and back up again."
Wyatt: "EW, GROSS!" (shaking head in disgust).... "That's just HOWWIBLE!"

You know Wyatt is playing too many video games when he is chasing me around with a toy gun and yells "Your health is running out!"

Me: "We need to get some snacks for the plane. Maybe Goldfish crackers, or candy..." Wyatt: "Or PANCAKES!" :)

Me: "We are getting on a big plane tomorrow!" Wyatt: "I don't fink that's a great idea."

We were talking to Grandpa on video via Skype, and Wyatt said "I have a gweat idea. Let's take off the glass, and we can crawl into Grandpa's house!"

Wyatt wanted to know if there was time for buffalo pancakes...after questioning, it was figured out that he wanted the BUFFET.

We were on the plane, and I mentioned that Grandpa would be picking us up. Wyatt asked how Grandpa would pick us up. "In Daddy's truck", I said. Wyatt looked at me like I was an idiot and said "Twucks can't fly. They don't have wings."

Wyatt wanted to play a video game and kept asking to play "Sleeping Beauty". After getting a description of the game, it was discovered that he meant "Call of Duty". LOL.

Speaking of video games, they play Castle Wolfenstein, and one of the bad guys yells "Mein leben!" when shot ("My life!"), but Wyatt yells "My neighbor!!!"

Is it wrong that my almost-4-year-old knows a bunch of lines from Kung Pow: Enter the Fist? He put his arms up tonight and yelled "STINKY PITS AND ALL, BABY!" ROFL

I was talking to Wyatt about what school is like, and was telling him he'd get to make things out of paper and glue. "Real glue or fake glue?" he asked. "Ummm. Real glue." "But I want FAKE GLUE!" "Well, if you have fake glue, how would you get things to stick together?" He shrugged and said "Magic!"