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>
***********************************
(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
:)
*************************
(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)
*************************
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!)
*************************
(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
:/
*************************
(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.
***************************************************
(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>
Monday, October 29, 2012
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