* Nixon was watching Mac play a video game. Mac was getting shot at (or something like that, I don't exactly care) when Mac says "Dammit!" and Nixon says "No, Daddy. Don't say that word. Say "crap on a stick" not that word." This happened three times.
Schooled by a 4-year old! Loving it!
* We're all snuggled up on the sofa, chilling together when *pfffrrrttt*
Nixon: Excuse me, I fart.
A few seconds go by and then....
me: Ew, Nixon that is really stinky!
Nixon: Yeah, well it came from my butt!
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| mouth wide open and he's still adorable! |
I love Nixon's uncomplicated logic -- "of course, it's stinky -- do you know where it came from?" This is such a clever idea for a blog -- all these sleeping angel pictures with daily updates -- he will treasure this when he is older! Also, thanks for commenting on my website sothenstories.com about his love of bandaids. When my kids try to dodge school, I ask, "Are you vomiting blood or missing limbs? No? Then of to school!"
ReplyDeleteOoops! I should have spelled "school" correctly in my comment above. I guess I need to go back to school myself!
ReplyDeleteThanks for commenting!
DeleteI came up with this blog after realizing I sneak into his room every night anyhow, and this forces me to reflect on the day. And of course not every day is a good day, so I admit when there's a bad day.
I love the "vomiting blood or missing limbs" I'm sure I'll be using that in a few years myself!