(I'm a notorious klutz. Especially when handling hot or sharp
objects)
Me: Yikes!!! (jumping back while a fork smacks the
floor)
Nolin: What's wrong Mommy?
Me: I almost got
forked!!!
Adam: I'll fork you...
Me: No. You can SPOON
me.
Adam: First I'll spoon you. Then I'll fork you...
Nolin:
<quizzical look>
I think we're reaching the age where we need to be
careful what's said in front of him
lol...
*************************
(As we're all snuggling on the
air mattress watching a movie before bed)
Me: Love you
Nolin!
Nolin: (points to tv) That's a monster.
Me: Yeah but
monsters aren't in our house. Love you!
Nolin: Shh. The baby's
sleeping.
Me: Yep. I just laid the baby down. Love you!
Nolin:
(silence)
Me: Do you love your Mommy?
Nolin: (closes his eyes
& pretends to be asleep)
Adam: Do you love your Daddy?
Nolin:
(sighs dramatically & drapes his arm over his face like he's physically
exhausted from the conversation)
Me: What a
punk...(laughs)
*************************
(At
2am)
Nolin: Mommy.
Nolin: Mommy!
Me: Hm?
Nolin:
Mommy...Where's Donovan?
Me: At his house.
Nolin: Why?
Me:
Cause he lives there.
Nolin: Mommy?
Me: What baby (totally said in
an exasperated tone)
Nolin: I want some french fries...
Me: You've
lost your marbles! Go to bed...(rolls over)
Nolin: <insert world's
most dramatic sigh>
Seriously. 2am. What the heck is wrong with
him?!?!
Monday, November 5, 2012
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