This is Samson.I know, I know, you wouldn’t have been able to tell if I hadn’t told you, but now that I have, you can *kinda* see where he was going with this… the jeans for the long hair… the sweatshirt (with sleeves flapping by his side) for a robe, etc… I gotta hand it … [Read more…]
…from Christopher (who just spouts these things out on a daily basis) C: “Mommy, rhinoceroses don’t have thumbs.”Me: “No, Christopher, they don’t.”C: “I betcha that’s why they can’t climb trees.”
As he was putting together our 50-piece wooden United States puzzle: “Wow! I feel just like God putting the states on the earth!“ ———————————————————————– I was eating a snack of chips and french onion dip: C: “Whatcha eating, Mommy?“Me: “Chips and dip. Would you like to try some?“C: “I’m not sure… does it taste good?“Me: … [Read more…]
My friend just reminded me of another “Christopherism,” which I just have to quote from the comments section: And now one of my remembrances for the Christopher archive. One day when he was two he was looking into your fish tank and said, “Mommy, I would not eat those fish.” You replied, “Why not, Christopher?” … [Read more…]
Christopher, talking to Thomas in the car: “You have to be careful when you get on the top bunk. In fact, I remember when I fell off the top bunk and landed on my head… …oh wait a minute, that wasn’t ME…. That was YOU.”
Sorry… you wouldn’t want me to call you sweetie, now would you? (but who could resist with that face?) Here’s to my sweet, wonderful little boy who is now FIVE years old! Five years old and you keep us in stitches. No matter what the situation, we can count on you to make a statement … [Read more…]
So I’ll leave you with two actual, honest-to-goodness sentences heard here today. The first one I overheard as Thomas and Christopher were at the kitchen table, snacking… T: Christopher, wet’s eat some more chips, and then we can pway the “watch out for the throw-up” game! (Yes, I was horrified and no, as far as … [Read more…]
“Hello, my name is Marie, and I pitched a fit until my Daddy put this on my forehead. After that, I was one happy little camper.” “See? Don’t I look cool? Don’t I look happy?” “It fell off! Why aren’t you putting it back on me? Why are you laughing at me? Stop it!I don’t … [Read more…]