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Otherwise innocent remark

We’ve had some incidents in our household lately that could fall under this cliché.  And because the first story I’m going to recount is so funny, it’s also my Funny Quote of the Week (which I realize I haven’t done since 2008!)

Monkey has been very cunning in his language and comprehension lately.  We ‘ve been potting training him and using M& Ms as rewards for those times when he actually says, “I need to use potty” and successfully makes it to the potty without an accident.  Well, he has caught on to this system.  The other day, he opened up our freezer compartment and pulled out an ice cream sandwich.  Then he said, “Go potty for this?”*  Huh.  Pretty smart little fellow.  An otherwise innocent remark is really manipulation at it’s greatest!

Recently my adult mind has taken notice of otherwise innocent comments or actions and twisted them.  This is my perverse mind (sorry).  For instance, Monkey received a Buzz Lightyear for Christmas from friends of ours.  He loves it.  But he duly noted, “I don’t have a Woody.”  Several times.  And I couldn’t help but chuckle each time he said it.  An otherwise innocent remark, but leave it to my childish mind to warp its meaning.

Please feel free to share your examples of otherwise innocent remarks your children have made.

*This is the Funny Quote of the Week.
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Such a little cutie

Tonight when I came home from yoga, Monkey was still up as we have adjusted his bedtime routine to start a half hour later.  As I came in the door, I heard DH tell Monkey to “Go give Mama a hug” and there he was at the top of the stairs waiting to give me a hug.  Once we hugged, he walked toward the kitchen saying “Come!  Come!  There’s pizza!”  Such a good little man.

Then he said something really cute at bedtime (even though in the end we still had a bedtime battle).   After reading some books and putting him in bed, we traditionally sit in the chair next to his bed for about 5 minutes and then leave.  While sitting in the chair tonight, I saw his little hand reach over the bed railing while he said, “Wanna hold your hair?”  (Monkey loves to play with my hair, I think it’s almost his security blanket).  Such a little cutie.  How can I be mad?

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The Great Pumpkin … it’s not

The cirque du famille and the goofydaddy family went to a local farm recently to do some pumpkin picking.  It was fun because as many of the farms in this area now do, they have more than just vegetable picking available.  There are slides made out of large plastic tubing (original purpose for some sort of drainage I assume), there are pig races and hay rides and all kinds of other things available to make for a very enjoyable afternoon.  Especially for a toddler who likes dirt such as Monkey.

Not Great Pumpkin

Not Great Pumpkin

While there both families of course took many photos.  I thought I’d share this one.   Monkey picked what must have been the smallest pumpkin there (even if it’s got some sort of fungus on it, he loved it).  What I especially love about this picture are two things, 1) I can use it here without blurring his face because most of it is hidden, 2) Monkey has developed my same knack for “display” in a drama fashion.  DH makes fun of me for this habit but it’s funny and I’m glad Monkey has picked up on it.

Do we love Pixar?

Blurred to protect the innocent

Blurred to protect the innocent

In case you are wondering …

that’s Lightning McQueen in his right hand and The King in his left hand.

Too bad he wore is WALL-E pj’s last night.  That would have really topped it off.

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Just Beachy

Our vacation at the beach has come to an end. We decided to leave early because the weather has been horrible the whole week and we figured by coming home, we can at least relax and get resettled with a few days to unwind from the travel.

I have to admit, I’m still a little pissy about it. It was relaxing for the most part but I really wanted more time on the beach. And be able to visit the little shops and boardwalk without constant mist or drizzle. Annoying.

But some fun things did happen and Monkey really enjoyed himself. Except the first night. Our first night there, he kept saying “want a car ride” — meaning he wanted to go home. He was freaked out by the new surroundings our first night but by the next morning, he was perfectly fine.

Unlike last year, he LOVED the sand this time. Played in it, rolled in it, ATE it. Still he was not at all interested in the ocean. Frankly, neither were we too much this time because of the wind and cold. And today, the waves were HUGE. Rough surf, high winds and constant misting made for our decision to leave this morning. I felt sorry for the lifegaurds out there. I’m sure they wanted to go home as well.

Monkey playing on the beach and his enjoyment was the best part. He learned my real name somehow this weekend (I guess because my MIL and my parents were there calling me by it). This morning he said, “Can I have some mook, *La Folle?” I cracked up.

He also sorta learned a new word … elevator. Well, he doesn’t call it that. He calls it an “alligator”. I suppose that’s what he thinks we’re saying. He wasn’t too sure about the elevators, either. Each time we had to get in it to go somewhere, he’d say, “Hold ju?” (which means pick me up). And the two times he walked out of it by himself, he was very cautious about leaping over the crack between the elevator and the exiting floor.

We have plans to take Monkey someplace fun tomorrow while his grandma is still in town. Hopefully, we’ll have good weather for that. If not, I’m staying in bed!

*Of course, he said my real name — not my pseudonym.

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