Let's lighten it up people! It's been a deep week over here with postpartum, life journeys and Bill O'Reilly! Thought I'd give you a few Wiil'ism's that happened this week. A couple made me think how screwed I'm going to be in the future because this kid is not only a smart-ass but he's got the brains to back it up! Good thing he's cute or I'd sell him off to a band of gypsy's or maybe to be a roadie for the Insane Clown Posse. The last one is just something he says that cracks me up...and I want to know what your kids say too.
This week, Will was 'Student of the Week' in his daycare class...
In case you can't read it - he gets to be the special helper (do more chores), carry the clipboard (be a sherpa), pick out the book at story time (hope they all like cars) and bring in a special toy on Fridays. Now it's all good except the toy part. Everyday that kid tries to bring his crap to school. Everyday it's a wahhhhfest when I try to get him to leave it in his cubby. He's also spent the week taking everyone's toys and walking away from them and giving a look over his shoulder like, 'god, can you even challenge me on this?". This morning I told him as a special treat he got to pick a toy that he COULD take to school - talking Lightning McQueen it is (sorry teachers...please feel free to throw it under a steamroller for me). But when we got out of the car, he tossed it on the floor and ran into the classroom. SCORE. FI figured it was best left there. But after he took off his hat and started to walk in the class. He stopped dead and started to WAIL for Lighting McQueen. Ugh...how the eff did he remember that?? So, I left him and the talking car in the class and bolted.
Story 2 - Cue to my sisters house and Will, Suzanne and I are hoovering back our Swiss Chalet. Will stops eating and talking and looks up and squeezes out the loudest, adult sounding fart you've ever heard. Pause...and then he starts howling. As my office mate just said, that's there for life now, it'll never get old. He's TWO!
Story 3 - and I need your stories on this as well. Will loves trucks. All kinds of trucks - dump, cement mixer, ice cream, garbage - you get the picture. But he also loves big trucks. When he sees one, he generally yells in a deep voice with his face all screwed up - 'Big Truck'. But you see, his 'tr' comes out as a 'c'...so it sounds like...well, if he was yelling for a giant rooster (are you catching my drift here?). It kills me everytime - maybe because it's my least favourite word for the male anatomy. My nephew used to say his 'f's as 'b's so instead of fishing - he'd go bitching. Endless hilarity at the dinner table - 'What do you use to go fishing?" - "A bitching pole."... ohh kids.
So what do your kids say that crack you up...come on admit it!!!