Quotes from the Kid

We're trying to get Rory ready for bed and my kid, King of Procrastination, pulls the ever popular "I need a drink of water" excuse. So Hoby gets him a drink, and Rory sits down at his little table in the kitchen. He grabs something to "read", settles himself down in his chair, takes the tiniest sip of water and then smacks his lips like he just tasted some well-aged congnac.

"This," he says very seriously, "could take a WHILE."

I'd say we have our hands full...

Making His Daddy Proud...

Rory has recently discovered his, ah, "equipment" shall we say (I guess the fascination starts at three and never ends, right guys?), but today he was being even more grabby than usual and I was getting a little exasperated. I finally asked him, "Rory, what is your deal? WHY do you have to keep grabbing your tutu?" And he looks at me with this very serious expression on his face and says, "I can't help it, Mama, it's just SOOOOO BIG!".

If Hoby had been there, I'm sure he would have been unbelievably proud.

Touché!

I haven't blogged in almost a month, mostly due to being busy with my now nap-less child, however last night something happened that was so worth blogging about that I just had to jump back on the bandwagon.

We were all playing on the floor and Hoby playfully asked Rory, "Hey, do you know what my name is?" And Rory looks at him with a big smile on his face and says, "Yup - it's WUSS!"

Heard that word from his daddy no doubt and then served it right back to him on a silver platter.

Needless to say, I LAUGHED MY BUTT OFF.

Passing on the Love of Target

Recently I bought Rory a little book in the dollar section of Target called "Bye Bye Pacifier." We've been trying to work up the guts to get rid of his "chewie" as he calls it, and I thought this book might be a way to start the process. So I'm reading Rory the story this afternoon before naptime and it goes a little something like this:

Bye bye Chewie? (Actually, it says pacifier, but you get the idea.)
No! I love my chewie!
I take it with me everywhere,
but sometimes it gets in the way.
My mommy is always so happy
when I take my chewie out of my mouth.
One day she asked me if I would mail my chewie
to a baby that needs one,
so I took my chewie out and put it in an envelope.
Mommy and Daddy are so proud of me!
They say I'm a big boy now!

After I finished reading this little gem to Rory, I say to him, "Hey Ro, how would you like to give your chewies to some babies that need them?"

He shakes his head and says, "No, that's okay, Mama. Their mommies can just buy them some at Target."

So much for THAT idea.

Quotes from The Kid

"Hey, dinner was fun, Mom. Now, my tummy is full!"
- Rory's thoughts on our dinner at a sushi restaurant last night - thank goodness he loves it as much as we do or we might have had to trade him in for a different model.