It looks like today is going to be another compilation of Drew funnies. He has been cracking me up today and I don't think I could possibly focus on one instance. So, here we go...in no particular order. :)
Drew and I were wrestling around on my bed earlier. "Lay down and pe-tend to go sweep Mommy." I asked him why, to which he responded, "So I can go get my sword and smack you wit it."
I poured his water out of a "big boy cup" and into his sippy before his rest time. He proceeded to throw himself in the floor yelling, "No!!!! Not dat cup...I'm going to have to run away!"
I walked into the living room to see him coloring. He was talking up a storm, "Dis is Jesus. He's a wittle boy. Dis is God. Dey are fwiends."
I love how he refers to chicken nuggets as "Chickens" and will ask, "Mommy can I have chickens for wunch?" So cute!
Earlier today, he was determined that Bop-Bop (his sacred yellow blanket) be folded up like a towel. He carried it all over the house like that and came close to a panic attack anytime it came unfolded.
While "helping" me make the bed, he managed to undo everything I had just done and then proceeded to hide under the covers...this led to the previously mentioned wrestling.
He ran around pretending to bite Jesse and I this morning yelling, "My eat you up I wove you so!"
He was pretending to play hockey earlier and every time he got his ball in the goal, I would yell "score!" One time I didn't. He came up and leaned very close and in the most pitiful voice said, "Mommy, you no score the goal."
He calls his tambourine a "cam-or-ree" and an ambulance an "amby-lance"
Ok, well I guess that's it for now. The munchkin just came and asked for supper...although he seems to think it should involve putting peaches in the oven...hmmmm.
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