Our bedtime Jekyll and Hyde boy chose Jekyll tonight. He was so sweet. During prayers he said "And God Bless my very pretty mommy." Awww!!! I said "Well I like that prayer." So he cuddled up and said "Do you like it when I say thank you?" "Do you like it when I give hugs?" "Do you like it when I share?" "Do you like it when I play 'I Spy' with you?" "Do you like it when I put my dish in the dishwasher?" To which I responded "YES!" to each and every question. He summed our conversation up with "Then you like a lot of things I do!"
hmm...
My turn. So I asked "Do you like it when I give you hugs?" (YES!) "Do you like it when I read you books?" (YES!) "Do you like it when I plant flowers with your?" (YES) "Do you like it when I tell you you have stinky breath?" To which he responded "NO! I wonder why you don't brush my teeth."
And there we have our Hyde!
Apr 27, 2010
Apr 23, 2010
The Wrong Side of the Bed
Jack is going on 3.5 years old. I do not need a calendar to tell me this. His moods speak loud enough. Case in point, this morning...
1. Jack woke in our bed. He screamed "MOMMY YOU ARE NAKED! I DON'T LIKE IT! WHERE ARE YOUR PANTS!" They were on my bottoms as always. My waist was exposed as my shirt rode up and he was touching my skin. Clearly freaked him out.
2. As we stumble into bathroom to brush teeth he catches a glimpse of himself in mirror. He screamed, "THIS IS NOT MY HAIR! WHERE IS MY HAIR?" He proceed to frantically pat his bedhead hair down flat. He was overwhelmed with emotion that he went boneless hitting his chin on the sink. He continued, "I WANT MY HAIR. THIS ISN'T MY HAIR!"
3. A little water had the hair down in place. Of course the water cause another scene as Jack was not quite convinced that his hair would eventually dry. Then we enter the kitchen. I hand him is milk. He screams, "THE MILK IS GOING DOWN! THIS ISN'T RIGHT! FIX IT MOM! OH NO! THE MILK IS GOING DOWN! I CAN'T DRINK IT!" He then collapsed on the floor into the fetal position. I just stared at him and the milk thinking 'what the hell is he talking about?' Minni if you read this you must comment on how I don't exaggerate as you bore witness to this last week!
4. On way to school he suddenly screams, "MOM...GO...BACK...NOW...NO!!!!! You ARE PASSING IT!!! GO...BACK...TO...THE...CAR...WASH...NOW!!!...ONE...TWO...THREE...YOU ARE IN TROUBLE!" The car wash was the drive through at the local pharmacy. The one, two, three magic was the second time he has tried to discipline me. The first was bedtime just the other night.
I am not sure to laugh at him or declare this torture. All I know is this pregnant mom needs a bit of sympathy as she can't turn to wine and prenatal vitamins don't work as well. Kidding, of course!
1. Jack woke in our bed. He screamed "MOMMY YOU ARE NAKED! I DON'T LIKE IT! WHERE ARE YOUR PANTS!" They were on my bottoms as always. My waist was exposed as my shirt rode up and he was touching my skin. Clearly freaked him out.
2. As we stumble into bathroom to brush teeth he catches a glimpse of himself in mirror. He screamed, "THIS IS NOT MY HAIR! WHERE IS MY HAIR?" He proceed to frantically pat his bedhead hair down flat. He was overwhelmed with emotion that he went boneless hitting his chin on the sink. He continued, "I WANT MY HAIR. THIS ISN'T MY HAIR!"
3. A little water had the hair down in place. Of course the water cause another scene as Jack was not quite convinced that his hair would eventually dry. Then we enter the kitchen. I hand him is milk. He screams, "THE MILK IS GOING DOWN! THIS ISN'T RIGHT! FIX IT MOM! OH NO! THE MILK IS GOING DOWN! I CAN'T DRINK IT!" He then collapsed on the floor into the fetal position. I just stared at him and the milk thinking 'what the hell is he talking about?' Minni if you read this you must comment on how I don't exaggerate as you bore witness to this last week!
4. On way to school he suddenly screams, "MOM...GO...BACK...NOW...NO!!!!! You ARE PASSING IT!!! GO...BACK...TO...THE...CAR...WASH...NOW!!!...ONE...TWO...THREE...YOU ARE IN TROUBLE!" The car wash was the drive through at the local pharmacy. The one, two, three magic was the second time he has tried to discipline me. The first was bedtime just the other night.
I am not sure to laugh at him or declare this torture. All I know is this pregnant mom needs a bit of sympathy as she can't turn to wine and prenatal vitamins don't work as well. Kidding, of course!
Apr 20, 2010
Jack's T-Ball Story
At bedtime Jack made up the following good night story.
Once upon a time Jack wished for the t-ball bases to be in his back yard. Coach Vinny picked up home plate and ran it all the way to Jack's backyard. Then Jack ran and ran to a base. It was first base. Coach Vinny said "good job Jack!" and put the base in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran to the middle of the field. This is called second base. Coach Vinny said "Good job Jack!" and put second base in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran and ran to another base. This was called third base. Coach Vinny put it in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran to home plate. It was already in Jack's backyard. That was so funny! Then Coach Vinny picked up all the pieces of the church's playground and put them in Jack's backyard. They were all connected to Devin's playground. YEA!!! The End.
Once upon a time Jack wished for the t-ball bases to be in his back yard. Coach Vinny picked up home plate and ran it all the way to Jack's backyard. Then Jack ran and ran to a base. It was first base. Coach Vinny said "good job Jack!" and put the base in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran to the middle of the field. This is called second base. Coach Vinny said "Good job Jack!" and put second base in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran and ran to another base. This was called third base. Coach Vinny put it in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran to home plate. It was already in Jack's backyard. That was so funny! Then Coach Vinny picked up all the pieces of the church's playground and put them in Jack's backyard. They were all connected to Devin's playground. YEA!!! The End.
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