Prune humor

Me (eating prunes): Do you want a prune?
T: No thank you.
Me: It will help you poop.
T: I don't want to poop.
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T decides to try a prune and likes it so much he eats several.
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T (a few minutes later): It didn't poop me!

The Morning Routine

Getting ready for school is such a drag!

photos take 1/31/2013

Pistachios

T loves pistachios and so do I! I buy the big bag of shelled pistachios at Costco (yes, I'm that lazy) and often include them in the snack stash when we go out. One morning after baby circus, T was eating pistachios in the back seat so I asked if I could have one. At first he wasn't going to share, but a minute later he said "here mommy" and handed a pistachio over the seat. Right off I noticed that it was wet. I held it for a moment, trying to decide what to do with it when T said "I just licked it!"

Boogers

T wakes up a bit annoyed and begins wiping his nose.

T (annoyed): “I have boogers!”

S: “Let me get a tissue.”

S gets out of bed and gets some toilet paper from the bathroom. T continues wiping his nose with his hand.

T: “No! Not that one! The other one!”

S: “The suction one?”

T: ”Yeah.”

T whines. S gets the suction bulb.

T: “Mommy want to do it.”

S: “Mommy’s sleeping.”

S proceeds to suction T’s nostrils. Nothing comes out.

S: “Is that better?”

T: “No!”

S: “Nothing is coming out. You have a dry nose because you are dehydrated. There is nothing I can do.”

T whines some more.

T: “Do it again.”

S proceeds to suction T’s nostrils again. Still nothing. T whines.

S: “The only thing that will help is standing up and drinking some water. Should I get your water?”

T: “Yeah.”

S gets up and gets T’s water. T takes a drink.

T (excited): “It’s helping!”

T happily gets out of bed.

What my smell?!?

T (distress): "What my smell?!?"
Me: "Stinky Elephants"

Lily, the newest addition to the elephant family at the Zoo

Next we headed to the train. It was cold and T snuggled me to keep me warm. He enjoyed the ride, but the train whistle was really loud and it hurt his ears.
Later ... as we were walking around the zoo...
T (distress) "What my smell?!?"
Me: "Is it a good smell or a bad smell"
T (with conviction): "A BAD smell"
Me: "Stinky animals"

A little later ... still walking around the zoo ...
T (interest) "What my smell?!?"
Me: "Is it a good smell or a bad smell"
T (with conviction): "A GOOD smell!"
Me: "Cinnamon from the elephant ears"

We shared an elephant ear for lunch - one of my favorite zoo treats! Our zoo outing on February 23, 2013 was going to be a brief visit to kill some time on the way home from Baby Circus (downtown). We had so much fun we stayed for 4 hours!

Sleep Running?

Last night I woke up at 2am and heard T climb out of bed and start down the hall. I thought he would come into our room, but he blew right past. I listened for a bit and thought I heard him call "mommy" from the other end of the house so I got up to see what he was up to. He was standing between the kitchen and dining room when I came out in the hall. He waited for me to come and pick him up and then said in a very sleepy whisper, "I was just running down the hall." He was so groggy I had to ask him to repeat it. I don't think he was even fully awake, silly boy!

A Big Scary Ghost!

I posted this for my family on January 8th, but forgot to put it here: I woke from a dead sleep around 1am to the stomping of small feet. I opened my eyes just in time to see Torin stomp past the bedroom door heading toward the family room. I called his name and he stopped, but didn't come into my room. He walked to my doorway and stood in the hall where I met him and asked what he was doing. He raised his arms over his head in a grand gesture and said "A Ghost, A Big Scary Ghost." We continued to talk about the big scary ghost in the dark doorway for what seemed like forever, until he finally walked into my outstretched arms and let me take him to bed. He wasn't scared and appeared to be wide awake. I still don't know if he had dreamed about ghosts or if he was pretending to be a ghost, but it was pretty funny even at 1am. We both lay wide awake in bed for quite sometime until he scooted closer to me and said "snuggle me." I can never say no to that request, even when his soft little head takes over most of my pillow.