My little bundle of 3 year old joy doesn't get nearly enough blog time. But oh, my! This week has been full of doozies. You see, he didn't really start talking until about a year ago. I mean, it was clear to me that he could, he just chose not to. With a house full of loud mouths, he really didn't NEED to talk. Here is a teeny smattering of some of his more memorable phrases this week. For those of you who know us, you see he's been spending WAAAAY too much time with my mother.
This one stopped me in my tracks today.
"Tippy, please put your coat on.."
"Eff you assiss...humph!" (translated: if you insist...)
Last night:
"Mom, DUUUUUHHHHH, you have to click the 'x' to get to Jetix dot teeee veeee!" (his adept laptop skills are another post all their own) He already thinks I'm stupid. However, I know I'm not becuase I can count to 10 and he counts, "One, two, Eight..." Someone should help him with that.
"Duuuuhhhhh mommy, Pwayhouse Disney is right heerrreee (pointing to the link on the screen). You no check your email!!!"
I came home after swimming earlier than usual, so I climbed into bed to rest my aching muscles for a few minutes on Tuesday morning. I didn't realize he was IN MY BED. I feel a cold little hand touch my arm.
"Mom, why you naked? Put jammies on, that's GROSS" Yes, honey, you're absolutely right. Now, GET OUT OF MY BED!
Monday morning:
"I NO GO MS YOIS' HOUSE. SHE HAS NO INTEWRNET!" He didn't want to go to Ms. Lois' house because he wanted to play on the Internet. He can surf the net and get into his babysitter's Facebook account (he loves to go into address history and click on random sites-- so saving logins and passwords is a no no), but he cannot enunciate correctly. I have work to do.
Last evening:
"My name starts with a thweee" See, his best friend's name begins with an 'E', which looks like a three and it is something she says all the time. HOWEVER, his name starts with a 'D'. But you can't change his mind. Like you can't change his mind that maybe pink shouldn't be his favorite color, and that people think it's odd that he wants his nails painted even if I use black nailpolish.
This one stopped me in my tracks today.
"Tippy, please put your coat on.."
"Eff you assiss...humph!" (translated: if you insist...)
Last night:
"Mom, DUUUUUHHHHH, you have to click the 'x' to get to Jetix dot teeee veeee!" (his adept laptop skills are another post all their own) He already thinks I'm stupid. However, I know I'm not becuase I can count to 10 and he counts, "One, two, Eight..." Someone should help him with that.
"Duuuuhhhhh mommy, Pwayhouse Disney is right heerrreee (pointing to the link on the screen). You no check your email!!!"
I came home after swimming earlier than usual, so I climbed into bed to rest my aching muscles for a few minutes on Tuesday morning. I didn't realize he was IN MY BED. I feel a cold little hand touch my arm.
"Mom, why you naked? Put jammies on, that's GROSS" Yes, honey, you're absolutely right. Now, GET OUT OF MY BED!
Monday morning:
"I NO GO MS YOIS' HOUSE. SHE HAS NO INTEWRNET!" He didn't want to go to Ms. Lois' house because he wanted to play on the Internet. He can surf the net and get into his babysitter's Facebook account (he loves to go into address history and click on random sites-- so saving logins and passwords is a no no), but he cannot enunciate correctly. I have work to do.
Last evening:
"My name starts with a thweee" See, his best friend's name begins with an 'E', which looks like a three and it is something she says all the time. HOWEVER, his name starts with a 'D'. But you can't change his mind. Like you can't change his mind that maybe pink shouldn't be his favorite color, and that people think it's odd that he wants his nails painted even if I use black nailpolish.
Pictured here....thanks to GMAN.
Demanding little cuss that he is, he has certain songs that must be played again and again and again. It was 'More' by Matthew West. If I could have worn a hole in my IPOD I could have. But to hear him sing the lyrics makes me all mushy inside!! He connected to MUSIC!! YIPEE!
Later, I downloaded 'Move Along' by the All American Rejects for Karateboy because it was featured in a Bionicle commercial. Thus, it replaced 'Boogie Wonderland' as HIS favorite song.
Tippy has now adopted Move Along. The song is exactly four minutes long. Do you know how often I hear that song? And how much longer can I take it? Do you think I can convince them to like heavy metal? Do you think I can find a heavy metal song I like that doesn't involve sex, violence or foul language? Questions, questions, questions....I don't think 'Disturbed' sings anything palatable for them....
My 3 year old is turning into a 23 year old, where I get to be his faithful servant and do his bidding. He's getting his grandmother trained. If you hear him curse, it's all her fault.
In the meantime, I'm working on counting and forming acutal words.
Demanding little cuss that he is, he has certain songs that must be played again and again and again. It was 'More' by Matthew West. If I could have worn a hole in my IPOD I could have. But to hear him sing the lyrics makes me all mushy inside!! He connected to MUSIC!! YIPEE!
Later, I downloaded 'Move Along' by the All American Rejects for Karateboy because it was featured in a Bionicle commercial. Thus, it replaced 'Boogie Wonderland' as HIS favorite song.
Tippy has now adopted Move Along. The song is exactly four minutes long. Do you know how often I hear that song? And how much longer can I take it? Do you think I can convince them to like heavy metal? Do you think I can find a heavy metal song I like that doesn't involve sex, violence or foul language? Questions, questions, questions....I don't think 'Disturbed' sings anything palatable for them....
My 3 year old is turning into a 23 year old, where I get to be his faithful servant and do his bidding. He's getting his grandmother trained. If you hear him curse, it's all her fault.
In the meantime, I'm working on counting and forming acutal words.
3 comments:
I had to download "Gonna make you sweat (Everybody dance now)" by CC Music Factory so the girls and I can rock out and dance around to the full length version not just the snippets you get during movies. Definitely one of those things that I am really glad that mommy doesn't have the camcorder handy.
LOL...I understood everthing he was saying :) What about certain DVDs that they MUST watch over and over and over ...LOL
He is so dang cute!
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