Silas is always busy working. Notice his cell phone
clipped on his pocket, just like daddy wears his to work.
Love this kid!
Me: Why are you picking your nose?
Silas: 'Cause. There's boogie in it.
Silas: I wan' to work outside.
Me: It's wet.
Silas: I walk on the grass.
Me: The grass is wet.
Silas: I walk on my shoooooes!
Silas: I wan' ride on a train.
Micah: We'll set that up sometime.
Silas: Mommy want to go? She need feel better.
Micah: Yes she would like to go after she has the baby.
Silas: Mommy stay home.
Micah: Yes, but not forever.
Me: Are you done pooping?
Silas: No. It's a big one. Stand back!
I throw it (a ball) at the moon! (Then runs toward the moon but a tree blocks his view.) Oh no! It all gone!
When trying to zip his jacket: I figgin' it out!...No can do it.
After getting dressed for church: Daddy! I lookin' coo!
I wipe off yours kiss. Please put it back on mom.
Micah: What do you want to buy when you fill up your piggy bank?
Silas: Chicken nuggets!
Silas: I wan' to see yours baby.
Me: You have to wait until it's born. It will be awhile.
Silas: It come out your throat? Like this? (We think that is great logic, since he knows that's how food gets to the baby!)
Me: No. The Dr. will take it out of my belly.
Silas: Why?
Me: It's already in my belly. That's easier.
Silas: Oh...You need to take yours jacket off?
Me: Yes, I will.
Silas: (Pointing to himself and Micah) We boys. (Pointing to me) You guwl.
Me: Do you think the baby is a girl or a boy?
Silas: A guwl. I hug him!
Silas, when pointing to a picture in a book: Twinkle star!
Me: That's an octopus.
When telling me all about how he and Micah helped Miss Kelly at church: I workin' real hard with daddy. I a workin' man. Daddy too.
Mom! I pee on my poop! (In potty)
First independent meal prayer: Jesus...for...food...eat. Aaaaamaaan!
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