The Things He Says: Volume 4

Aunt Annie had some friends from Scotland and England visiting.  Bug’s response to their accents? “When they open their mouths they talk silly.”

“Mom, did you get new sunglasses?”
“Yes, Bug, I did.”
“Let me see them… those are cool.”
Just like a big kid 🙂

Really sleepy in the car one afternoon: “I’m going to close my eyes and think about myself.”  And then, promptly fell asleep.

Instead of saying “No, thank you,”… Bug says, “No, please.”  We don’t correct him, because it’s cute.

We had one particularly difficult evening where Bug was just tired after a long day at school.  He refused to eat his dinner, screaming and crying at me to feed it to him.  After telling him that I wasn’t going to feed him because big boys feed themselves, he scooped up some food on his fork, put it on my plate and sassypants said, “I put this here so you could feed me.”  One of those moments where I had to look away so I wouldn’t laugh.

Bug has been having some very good and resourceful ideas lately.  Things like moving his little stool all over the house to be able to reach things that he needs and/or wants.  He is finding more and more ways to become independent, which is great with a new sister in the house.  Every time he does something like this, or every time he sees us do something that he thinks was a good idea, he says, “I was thinkin'” (or, “You were thinkin'”).

One day last week he was on “The greatest ‘fill-in-the-blank’ in the whole world ever” kick.  Each and every thing that day was the greatest.  Sometimes, favorite was substituted for greatest.  My personal fave was “Cora has the greatest baby sounds in the whole world ever.”

Now that it is the holiday season, we’ve been talking a lot about Christmas being Jesus’ birthday and singing a lot of Christmas songs and stuff.  The best part of all of this is Bug saying ‘Jesus Price’ instead of Jesus Christ.  I haven’t been correcting him because I know he’ll only say it that way for a short time and I’ll probably miss it when it’s gone.

Something that I was going to include here, but now technically can’t because, as of last week, it is officially a phrase that Bug used to say: “Sit next by me.”  I am seriously missing this one.  Damn, they grow up so fast!

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The Things He Says: Volume 3

“Momma, you’re my girl.”  Melts me every time.  Though I do have to say that it was slightly cuter when he still pronounced girl “goilla” (kind of like gorilla but without the ‘r’).  Just now, like 3o seconds ago, I told him that he was my boy and he replied, “And you’re my best girl in the world.”  Little boys are awesome.

Quite awhile ago, we were having our snack in the driveway on a warm, sunny day.  Bug sighs as he sits down and says, “It’s a nice day.”  And, he was right.

He wants to name his baby sister “Brocto Doc.”  He likes to make up words.  Big imagination, that kid.  The funny thing is, he actually remembers that he made up that word.  He’s been calling her Brocto Doc for days now.

Instead of Ninja Turtles, Bug says “Minja Turtles.”  My mom was trying to get him to say it correctly and said, very slowly to him “Nin-ja.”  In reply, he said, very slowly, “Tur-tle.”  She stopped trying.

This morning in the car I told Bug that he was getting too big. His response? “No, mom. I’m just a little bit big, but you’re so so really big!” I think it may have been a compliment?

The Things He Says: Volume 2

First thing the other morning, I’m laying in bed when Hubby brings Bug in the room.  Bug sits on me and asks to play Peek-a-Boo Barn, which he hasn’t played in months.  I say, “I’m sorry, Buddy, but I don’t have Peek-a-Boo Barn anymore.”  He replies, “What are you talkin’ about?”  Hubby and I died.  For the record, neither us or anybody in our families has ever heard him say that before.

Bug tripped on the driveway and scraped his knee.  He cries a little bit.  I hold him and kiss it better and tell him that he’s okay and he stops crying.  I tell him that he’s a tough guy for not crying any more.  He stops a second and then says, “Yeah, I AM tough!”

There is probably one day every week where Bug doesn’t nap.  It’s fine if he doesn’t sleep, but the rule is he has to at least stay quiet in his crib for an hour or so.  He sleeps with a bunch of stuffed animals, and they get taken away if he doesn’t lay down.  So, yesterday he is yelling instead of napping and I (after a warning) go into his room and take his animals away.  After some protesting, he lays down and is quiet for a good hour, though he never falls asleep.  When, I go in to get him he hugs me and says “I’m sorry for you taking my bunny away.”  He was trying to apologize for not taking a nap, which was super sweet.  You have to love the way little brains work!

We’re playing dress up on Tuesday and Bug’s got his cowboy hat on.  He pulls the sides down, as pictured above, and proudly proclaims, “I’m Little Bo Peep!  I lost sheep!”  How he ever thought to pull his hat down like a bonnet, I’ll never know.

The Negotiator

My son is a negotiator.  He gets it from his father.  I am not a talented negotiator nor am I a talented arguer.  Hubby wins at both of these things and now he has passed the negotiating trait onto our boy.  I am sure we will full force find out about the arguing trait in about 8 years.  And in about 13 years?  Scares the shit out of me.  If he negotiates this well at 2, what’s he going to be like when he’s 15?  I’m doomed.

Part of Bug’s negotiating skills comes from us trying to negotiate with him.  You know, things like, “If you eat all of your green beans, you can have a cookie” or “you can play for just a few more minutes and then it’s nap time.”  Well, he’s gone and done the smart kid thing and turned that around on us.  It’s pretty darn cute… and also pretty darn effective.

After lunch is nap time at our house.  For weeks now, as soon as Bug is done with lunch, he immediately says, “I’nna play feeew minutes.”  And then, often, after we tell him that is few minutes are up, he says, “Just one more minute.”  As if he really has any concept of how long a minute is.  I usually give in and let him have that one more minute.  Luckily for us, when we tell him that his minute is up, he is pretty agreeable to go take a nap.

As most children do, Bug tries to delay bed time (and nap time) every day.  We always read 2 books before bed… and the second is always followed by, “One more book” and Bug hopping out of your lap as fast as he can just in case you might actually let him read that third book tonight.  His other favorite bed time delaying tactic is water.  It started with him asking for water a couple of minutes after going to bed.  And then it turned into asking for water as soon as we laid him down.  Now?  Now he says, “I’nna some water” as soon as that second book is finished.  And you know what?  It’s tough to deny your child water, even if you know that they aren’t actually thirsty.

New to the negotiating skills of Bug is “how ’bout.”  He has quickly caught on to, “How ’bout one more” or, “How ’bout I do dis or, “How ’bout you play wit me.”  Like if he precedes a request with “how about” we’re just automatically going to give in.  It seems that his little two year old brain is finally starting to figure out that saying “how about” will get him a lot farther in life than whining.

Sometimes, as he’s going to bed, he’ll ask for orange juice instead of water.  And when we say no to that request, he says, “How ’bout some water?”  Smart kid.

Maybe I should start posing my requests to Bug in “how ’bouts.”  “Eli, how about you go pick up your Legos?”  In fact, I’m going to try that right now.  I’ll let you know what look appears on his sweet little face.

The Things He Says Episode 1

Bug is at that age where every single day something hilarious comes out of his mouth.  I figure it’s probably time to start recording these things in some sort of fashion.

  • I was sick last Thursday and on Friday morning, as I was still lying in bed, Bug comes into my room and says, “You sick, Mommy?”  I said that, yes, I was still a little sick.  He grabs a lint roller that was on my side table and rolls my arm twice.  “You feelin’ better?”  My heart melted some.  I told him that, yes, I was feeling a little better after the nice lint roll.  So, he rolls me some more and says, “Opay, you all better now!”  Who knew that lint rollers could cure stomach bugs?
  • Last night, Hubby is trying to get Bug dressed for bed… while Bug is trying to boss Hubby around.  (What can I say?  This bossy boy is his Momma’s boy!)  Hubby says something to the effect of, “I’m the boss, now, buddy, time to use your listening ears.”  Bug answers back with, “No, I’M the bossy now!”  I’m the boss will now forever be “I’m the bossy” in our house.
  • One of Bug’s favorite toys is Mr. Potato Head, except for he calls him Mr. Totato Head.  Awesome.
  • Like a lot of toddlers, Bug pronounces his Ls more like Ys.  Someone, probably a teacher at school, must have been working with him on using his tongue for his Ls, because all of a sudden he started sticking his tongue all the way out of his mouth when pronouncing just about anything with an L in it.  Obviously, we make him repeat L words over and over just for fun.  Because it’s hilarious.  And also because the hilarity will likely only last a few days, so we need to get everything out of it that we can.  Our favorites are fluff and watermelon:

Funny guy.