Things my kids do to that amuse me
They always tell me what they would do in any worst case “bad” guy scenario…which usually includes shoving a grenade up his butt or kicking him in his “privates.”
When the oldest takes the youngest into the bathroom where daddy works, and their uncle walks in and tells the older one (waiting outside the stall) that there’s another stall open…the youngest shouts from inside his stall, “I’m going poopies! It just takes time!”
They call Dad “Mom” or Mom “Dad” and then quickly correct themselves.
My youngest wakes me up at the crack of dawn by whispering, “Mom. Breakfast.”
My oldest has two identical sets of “superman” pajamas but he somehow knows which pair of pants matches the right top.
He can also make his armpit fart twice in one go – once downward and then another as he draws his elbow back. Quite the talent. I’m so proud.
Posted on July 29th, 2010 by Kami
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“mom breakfast” that’s awesome.
my daughter every morning is similar, “mommy, i want ffffood and to watch tv”