Man, oh man, Daniel has been saying some hilarious things lately. It is just amazing to see how little minds work. I have a little journal for each of my boys where I write some of the cute life moments, but I figured it might be nice to log them here as well.
**Daniel has a toy with pictures of some silly characters on it. When you push them, they each sing a song or make a sound. After he names them off by their attributes, he pushes each one and dances accordingly:
D: “Clown” (pushes button and dances a jig)
D: “Dog” (pushes button bobs head back and forth)
D: “Grandpa Mouth” (pushes button, shakes hips)
S: What did he say, Thomas?
T: He said Grandpa Mouth.
S: What in the world is that?
T: It is the character with a mustache.
Guess we are not around enough people with facial hair!
**We were all riding in the car the other day, jamming out to some music. That is not totally true. Yes, we were all in the car but I think I was the only one “jamming out.” As I rocked on in my own little world, I tapped my own leg to the beat. From the back seat I hear Daniel, with urgency:
D: Momma! Please be careful!! You will hurt your leg!
S: Daniel, I will not hurt my leg; I am fine.
D: Momma, you will hurt your leg!
S: Son, Momma is just listening to the music. I will be ok.
D: Momma, I am still talking to you. I need you to listen…..You will hurt your leg. And you will get a boo-boo. And it will hurt. And then your leg will break. You need to stop.
Guess I need to restrain myself more when listening to Lady Antebellum!
**When it is bedtime at our house, I usually tackle the little one while Thomas tackles the big one. Daniel has completely absorbed this routine and to navigate away from it can be a bit of a disaster at times. He just loves that one-on-one time with his Daddy. Usually I finish nursing Wesley before Thomas is finished with Daniel’s routine and I get to hear their conversations:
T: Son, I love you, you know?
D: Yes Daddy, I know. You are the best friend that a boy has ever sawed. I love you, too.
Melts my heart, it does!
**Sometimes, when we are going someplace familiar, Daniel and I play a little game. We will act like the location is hiding and we are having to hunt for it. We will call out “Momma’s House, where are you?” Often Daniel flips the words and says “where you are?” Then, as we approach the place, he gets awfully excited and proclaims “There it is, Momma’s House!” (side note: It is always Momma’s House as well as everything in it, sans Thomas’s computer. He never says Daddy’s. I sometimes get embarrassed when he does it out in public because the way he words it makes us sound divorced.) So, on our way to the library the other day, he begins the game:
D: Library…….where are you?
S: I don’t see it Daniel. Where is it?
D: I don’t know. Let’s look more, Momma. Library…….I can’t see you!
D: Momma, this will not work. The library can not talk. We will just have to—–Oh! There it is!!