Quack!

Last night at the pool...
Me: "This pool kinda stinks today."
Wyatt: "Yeah... it smells yike a praying mantis."
??????????

Poor little Wyatt was in the sun all day and has a headache. He kept getting up and crying. The last time, I asked if he wanted me to lie down with him for a little bit, so he cuddled up to me and started falling asleep. I asked him "Are you feeling better?" and he nodded. I asked him "You just needed a little Mama love?" and he nodded again. Then he started snoring.  

Me (reading a book)
: "Constellations are when stars make pictures. Like this one is the Big Dipper, because it looks like a spoon, a dipper."
Wyatt: "I weally yike that name... Big Dipper. I yike the 'Dipper' part wuh-cause it sounds soft. Diiiiipppperrrrrrr."  

Wyatt wanted a list of reasons someone could go to jail. So I started off with murder, assault (he said "Oh I know someone who is assault. Me and Aidan!" I laughed..."No, you guys are just play-fighting. That's not assault."), kidnapping, robbery, embezzlement, drugs... and I explained what each one was.
Then I said "Oh and drinking and driving. People drink, then they don't drive very well, and they end up getting into wrecks and killing people."
Wyatt pondered for a moment, and responded... "Why don't they just get a cup holder?" 

Me, swinging Wyatt around: "I just want to make sure you always feel safe and loved." (Accidentally bump his head on the wall)
Wyatt: "Yeah... safe and yoved and head-bonked."
LOL
 




Me, looking in the mirror: "Yikes. I don't look so great today."
Wyatt: "I fink you yook...perfect. You yook yike a sweet mommy."
Me: "Awwww, thank you. I think I look tired."
Wyatt (inspecting me more closely) "Actually, you yook yike one of those ducks with the white things on their head, because you have some funky hair."
LOL... thank you, my son.