Boys Boys Boys. . .

~Sept, 2012
We had some visitors over and of course A and E were bouncing off the walls. Head butting their legs, jumping on their back and freaking out. So I chucked them both in the kitchen and told them, "You are out of control." Angrily A turns to me, hands on his hips and snaps, "No Mom! YOU are out of control!"

~Aug. 2012
A comes up to me and tells me very officially, "Mom, I'm smarter than you. I'm not smarter than Dad, but I am smarter than you."

~July 4th, 2012
A and E were wrestling today and it was A's day. He was doing really good keeping his little brother subdued, although E put up a pretty good fight. Once they were finished, Daddy and I told E he did a really good job! He looked over at Daddy M angrily from the floor and said, "No, I din not!!" he flailed his arms on the ground and continued, "He's still alive!"

~June 2012
E and A were playing T-ball today with A's new gear. I of course laid down the rules. No hitting anyone with the bat. No swinging at the ball until every body and body part is clear. Simple enough. Not 5 minutes into it, I hear a blood curdling scream from A. E runs inside, eyes big, and says, "I din'n know what I was doing!" Big brother had a pretty good goose egg on his head.

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Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Apples

E and I were eating apples for lunch today..... actually, HE was eating the apples I sliced for him and I wanted a few. So, very politely I asked him if I could have a slice. He looks at his apples slices, looks up at me and says, "Yus!" (yes) He then proceeds to dig through his apple slices and find the SMALLEST one, looks up at me grinning proudly and says, "Here'a doe!" (Here you go.) . . .Thank you E you're so generous, I don't know what I would do without you and your offering that would barely sustain a mouse, the world is a better place with your generous little heart in it.


I think he felt quite proud of his clever little move. In fact, he was SO proud of it, that he went on to break off little chunks of his slices and feed them to me... or sometimes, tease me! I would open my mouth ready to take my meager piece and he'd pull away, giggling at me. I have never been tormented by an 18 month old before and I'm sure it won't be the last time as he gets older!
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