Grab-bag of quotes from age 2-ish.
While at the doctor's office:
Me: ...because I'm clever.
Sam: You not clever, daddy. You mean.
M: Why am I mean?
S: Because you punch me in the face.
...*sigh* We still haven't really broken him of the habit of saying that people have hurt him in various ways (normally -- still -- punches to the face; he remains remarkably unmarked).
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While reading a book at bedtime:
Sam: Mama, do goats eat grass?
Julie: Yeah, goats eat grass.
S: No, they don't!
J: Yes, they do.
S: No they don't!!
J: Umm... actually, they really do.
S: Mama, let's make a deal. Let's say... they don't. That's a good deal, mama.______________________
While cleaning off his car seat in the garage:
(I threw a cheerio onto the garage floor)
Sam: Throw on the floor, daddy?
Me: No, you're right, I shouldn't throw it on the floor.
S: Throw that on the floor, daddy?
M: No, daddy will put it in the garbage next time we find one. (I pretended to find a cheerio in the dark on the garage floor, and slid into the driver's seat.)
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S: Good listenin', daddy.
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