Monday Mini Series

Nolin: Boww boww!!! Boww boww!!

(I look up to see Nolin using the broom as a guitar)

Nolin: Boww boww!!! Boww boww!!

Me: Are you a rockstar?

Nolin: Yes!!! Boww boww!!!

(As he proceeds to use the "guitar" to bang on the ground, swipe at my flower pot & pummel the pumpkin)

Me: Well you weren't kidding!!

Nolin: <devilish grin>

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(It's been unseasonably warm & Nolin's summer shoes no longer fit. Rather than go buy another pair of sandals I just took out a pair of D's crocs for him to wear outside. Apparently he remembers D wearing them.)

Nolin: Walk?

Me: Let's put your shoes on.

Nolin: No! Donovan's shoes!!

(An episode of "Yes, Dear" where their kid realizes all of his clothes were from his brother & he freaks out, refuses to wear any thing that wasn't bought for him & eventually ends up naked in public is running through my mind!)

Me: You're right, they were Donovan's but he let you have them. Wasn't that nice?

Nolin: <smiles>

(He immediately runs outside & takes them off lol...Then later that night....)

Me: Time for your pjs! (As I pull out a pair of D's Toy Story pjs)

Nolin: Donovan's!!!

Me: Yes, baby. These were Donovan's too. Actually, most of your stuff was.

Nolin: See Daddy?! Donovan's pjs!

Adam: I see buddy...

Nolin: <beams with pride>

Thank God my kid thinks hand-me-downs are cool!!! Otherwise he'd be naked!! He sure does love his cousin :)

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(1st thing in the morning)

Nolin: I want french fries!! French fries!!!!! French fries!!!!

Me: Um no.

Nolin: Why?

Me: You had them yesterday & refused to eat them so we threw them away!

Nolin: (sighs, shakes his head & gives himself a facepalm)

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As we sit down to eat dinner, Nolin wants to know what each thing is on my plate...

Nolin: What's this?

Me: Chicken

Nolin: What's this?

Me: Bread

Nolin: What's this?

Me: Salad

Nolin: What's this?

Me: Ranch

Nolin: What's this?

Me: Ranch

Nolin: What's this?

Me: Ranch

Nolin: What's this?

Me: Ranch

Nolin: That's A LOT <laughs>

Me: Yeah well Mommy likes ranch lol!!!

(During all this Mason is chewing on the ranch container...I guess someone else likes ranch haha!)

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(As we're cleaning up dinner, Nolin gets down to rummaged around for more food)

Me: I thought you said you were done?

Nolin: Yes. All done.

Me: Then why are you still rummaging around for food?! Are you still hungry?

Nolin: (shakes his head no & stuffs a chicken nugget in his mouth)

I think he's confused...Or its Opposite Day & I missed the memo :/

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(Nolin is trying to figure out how to use a toy but is getting increasingly frustrated with it. Meanwhile, he's doing this right by Mason's head as he's trying to sleep so he's flailing around which causes Nolin to drop the toy.)

Nolin: (bends over to yell at the toy) Agggghhhhhhh!!!

Me: YOU dropped it!

Nolin: (turns to the baby & yells) Baby!!! You made me drop it!! That's not nice!!!!

Me: No, Nolin. YOU dropped it.

(He rolls his eyes, drops the toy & reaches for his water cup)

Nolin: I drank all my water (in a whispering sweet as pie voice)

Me: Are you bipolar?!?!

Nolin: Yes.

Good to know. Sheesh.

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(Overheard while looking through a toy catalog)

Nolin: What's that?

Dad: I'm not sure. It looks like a crazed beaver.

Nolin: What's that?

Dad: It's a whale. Ironically enough, its called a killer whale. Pretty sure its nice though.

Nolin: What's that?

Dad: A garage. It may look fun but don't be fooled...

Nolin: What's that?

Dad: I have no idea. Some kind of new fangled toy. I only had a stick & a box growing up.

Nolin: What's that?

Dad: A castle. I guess its fun if you're into girl toys. Or architecture.

Nolin: What's that? Where you cook?

Dad: A kitchen, yeah! You're so smart!

Nolin: What's that?

Dad: A Barbies Dream House. If anyone tries to give you one of those...RUN.

Nolin: What's that?

Dad: Uh...(rambles off some long title while Nolin gives him a blank stare) Yeah, that was my reaction too kid.

Nolin: What's that? A phew phew!! I want a phew phew (Nerf gun).

At the end of all this...He asked for a $200 bounce house for Christmas. Yeah okay. We'll get right on that kid <eye roll>

Wordless Wednesday



"Oooo MILK!!"

"What the heck are you talking about?!"

"Uhhh..."

"Hey! Camera! Cheeeeese!"

"You THINK I'm going to sleep, but you have NO idea..."

Monday Mini Series

(Nolin comes running in the house with a big bouquet of daisies)

Nolin: Mommy!! Here!!

Me: Oh thanks!!! Those are pretty!! Did you pick them out?

Nolin: Yes

Adam: And they were only a $1.50...That's my little bargain hunter!!

Me: Really Adam?!?!

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(As I check the Mason's diaper for a funky smell)

Nolin: Baby pooped?

Me: Don't you smell that?

Nolin: Yes. Baby pooped!

Me: Yep! Shooey!

Nolin: (sighs & shakes his head)

Me: Want to smell it?

Nolin: Yes

(He runs over, peeks in his diaper, takes a big whiff & starts gagging)

Nolin: Ewwwww!!! Shooey baby!!!

Why do I like to torture my child haha?!?!

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(Nolin starts playing with Mason's feet)

Nolin: Mommy!!! Boo boos (as he points to Mason's toes)

Me: Where? I don't see anything!

(I'm kind of panicking cause I had just read an article about a girl with worms coming out from between her toes!)

Nolin: Mommy!! Look!!! Yucky!!

(I see him start grabbing something from Mason's foot)

Me: Oh honey, that's just toe jam.

Nolin: Ew!!! Yucky!!

Me: You probably have some too!

(He checks his toes)

Nolin: No Mommy...Baby is ew.

(He scrunches his face & makes a gagging sound as he walks away)

At least it wasn't worms right?!?!

Wordless Wednesday

I sure love this happy little chunker!!

Monday Mini Series

A friend on Facebook suggested I do segments of these random conversations in our house. I have to admit, its a good idea! So here's a recap of them for the past week...

(As Nolin proceeds to pull out his basket of blocks to dump out)

Me: Nolin!! No!!!

Nolin: Why?

Me: Cause its too early to be making a mess that big. Mommy can't handle it.

Nolin: No. You go night-night! You sleepy. Shush!!! (As he waves a block in my face)

Me: Are you kidding me?! Are you trying to hypnotize me?!?!

Nolin: Um no? (As he closes his eyes to make me disappear)

Who is this kid?!?!?!

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(Once Nolin gets cleaned up after dinner he likes to leap out of his highchair. Earlier this week he sprained his ankle doing it)

Me: No jumping. Get down like a normal person please.

Nolin: Why?

Me: So you don't get hurt. Remember when you almost broke your leg the other day?!

Nolin: Yes.

Me: Did it hurt?

Nolin: Yes.

Me: You don't want to get hurt again do you?

Nolin: Noooo.

Me: Okay well then don't jump.

Nolin: Weeeeee!!!! JUMP!!!!

Me: Seriously?! Are you okay?

Nolin: Yes.

Me: Will you ever learn your lesson?

Nolin: No.

Oh well....At least he's honest!!!

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(As the wind blows through the house, several doors slam shut in the front of the house. Including Nolin's bedroom door)

Nolin: *gasp* What's that?!

Adam: The monster

(door slams again)

Nolin: *blood curdling scream* (as he runs down the hall & jumps on the couch next to me crying)

Me: Its okay baby (mean mugs Adam)

Nolin: No Mommy!! Monster!!! (points to his bedroom)

Adam: *laughs hysterically*

(door slams again)

Nolin: (starts crying & buries his head in my side)

Me: You're an ass (shoots hateful look at Adam)

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(While trying to take a toy hot dog off his grill with tongs & place it on a plate, Nolin repeatedly drops the hot dog)

Nolin: *grunts in frustration*

(hot dog falls from the tongs)

Nolin: Jerk!!! (as he picks it up again & puts it on the plate)

(hot dog rolls off the plate as he walks towards me)

Nolin: Aggghhhh!!! (chucks plate & hot dog across the room)

Me: *chuckles* Its okay baby. Its fine. Don't throw things though.

Nolin: Shush! <insert hateful glare> Don't laugh. That's not nice!

I guess he has a point lol...

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(As he rummages through the pantry & fridge before dinner)

Nolin: I want cookies.

Me: No.

Nolin: I want crackers.

Me: No.

Nolin: I want grapes.

Me: No.

Nolin: I want chips.

Me: No.

Nolin: I want french fries. I want chicken nuggets.

Me: No.

Nolin: I want apples.

Me: No.

Nolin: I want banana.

Me: No.

Nolin: I want juice.

Me: No.

Nolin: I want my milk.

Me: No.

Nolin: I want yogurt.

Me: No.

Nolin: I want...This (still have no idea what it was lol)

Me: No.

Nolin: I want cereal.

Me: No.

Nolin: Where's my water?

Me: Right there (points to end table)

Apparently he thinks if he names everything he can think of he has a greater chance of getting something. He's exhausting....

Nolin: I want a cookie, a cookie, a cookie...A cooookieeeeeee! (in a sing-song voice)

Me: We're not going through this again...

Apparently he also thinks if he SINGS his food choices he'll win me over. Creative little booger.

Wordless Wednesday

Well...Kinda of. If you know me, you know I have to at least caption the photo lol!!

This is the look we get every time we tell him to do something. Or not do something. Basically all day. And the Hitler-esque stache is from playing with the tiki torches after we told him not to!