Thursday, May 28, 2009

Brush, Brush, Brush

We have some work to go on the technique of brushing our teeth, but we definitely have a "standard operating procedure."
1- sit on the side of mom and dad's bathtub.
2- toothbrush in right hand, toothpaste in left...


3- daddy MUST SIT next to him and have the aforementioned toothbrush and tooth paste in the correct hands.

4- everyone must spit in the assigned sink. the assignments change, so you have to be on your toes. (didn't get a picture of that. i was too busy following the instructions on where to spit...)

Monday, May 04, 2009

Water soaked weekend

We got a TON of storms this weekend. Wave after wave of major lightning, wind, etc. I'm sure everyone saw what happened at the Cowboys practice facility. That's 10 miles from here. GOOD TIMES!!!

So here's how we entertained T. And when I say we, I mean Brandon. Kudos to the man who nursed me through raging upper respitory junk and entertained a toddler all weekend.

Playing in the rain- round 1.



Round 2-This is post bath from the first rain dance. Brandon had to quickly get some debris out of our gutters between storms. T saw the ladder and insisted on being outside to "help" daddy. Yes, that's our French drain spout...










Thomas quotes

This post is inspired by our much missed friends in China.

Latest T-isms.

"Wake up, Mommy." Quickly followed by, "Go to sleep..." one of his favorite games. Even if B or I are driving, we must "pretend" to be asleep and snore until he tells us it's time, "Wake up! Wake up!"

"Mommy, guess what."
"What, Thomas?"
"I don't know."

At 2:30am, "Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy."
"Yes, Thomas."
"Watcha doin'?"
"Uhhh..."

"T do it. T do it. T do it." This applies to ALL aspects of our lives right now- everything from feeding himself to brushing his teeth to opening his ziploc snack bags to feeding the dogs...

When we're at the dinner table, "Daddy, do you like it?" and "Cheers, Daddy." Followed by the required clink of glasses.

"Mommy, do you hear that?" or "Did you see that?"
This usually means he thinks he hears the kids on the street playing and he wants to go outside to see what they're doing.

And my favorite- "Mommy, did you hear that?" "Yes, T, what was that?" "Big poo poo, Mommy. Big poo poo." He's going to kill me for putting this on the internet when he's 13.:)