Bean:
She was in the bathroom the other day for a suspiciously long time. I went in to make sure that she hadn't flushed herself, and as I opened the door, it was clear that I startled her. She was standing in front of the towel rack.
"What are you doing, honey?"
"Talking to the towels, Mama."
"Oh, okay. Umm...Are they talking back to you?"
(looking at me like I'm the biggest doof ever) "No, Mama. Towels don't talk."
Chris:
I was mid-way through changing his diaper, and I was letting his boy bits air dry a bit before putting a new diaper on. I gave him a quick anatomy quiz:
"Hey, bud, where's your weiner?"
(Gleefully grabbing his junk and chortling) "Huh huh huh. Big."
Chris is such a good little greek. The whole time we were in Greece, everyone, especially old women, were asking Frank where his goods were. And now that we're home and he's essentially 2 years old rather than 1 and I'm not impressed, he goes around forcing the information on everyone: "Dis my tsuni"
Ah Chris. Megalo! Word, says Frank.
Posted by: sweetcoalminer at August 19, 2009 3:38 PM