Kellan did something wrong (I can't even remember now because all his deeds are lumped together). I said "Kellan, say you're sorry". He said, "I did that bad thing and then my breath said sorry".
We're babysitting Muffie while Grammy and Granfy are in Vegas. Kellan said "Come here Muffa Lynn". Then he cracked up. He said "I thought we were at Grammy's". As if he can't call her Muffa Lynn anywhere but there...
At the doctor for Kellan's check up, the nurse said they were going to need a urine sample. She said this while we were still in the main hallway by the scales and things. Kellan asked what that was. I told him they would need him to pee in a cup. I went to put my phone in my purse and turned back to Kellan and he had dropped his pants. Right there in the middle of everyone. I guess I needed to mention to Kellan that we would get the urine sample in the privacy of the powder room. Takes after me, no modesty at all...
Camden asked Grammy why she always has her hair the same way. Grammy said "Why? Don't you like it?". To which Camden replied "Oh I know why! It's so I'll always know who you are!".
I picked Kellan up from school and he dramatically threw the toys he was playing with on the floor. I asked him to pick them up. He looked back and said "I can't clean them up because the friends are still playing with them". Neither of the boys know names of anyone in their class. ..
I got Kellan out of his car seat and he exclaimed "Mom! You didn't bump my head this time!". I just sheepishly ignored that...
I apologize if I write stuff on the blog that I've written before. I'm old and have no memory.
The boys and I were walking into Albertson's. Kellan was ahead of us and decided to start walking hilariously. I did my usual head down no eye contact. Camden yelled at the top of his lungs "That's my boy!".
Camden asked for a ride to McDonald's to bring the Hamburgler back...
I'll just give you the ending of this story. Catch 22 (restaurant) had to call a pool table repair service because my sons had been at their establishment...
We were ordering lunch, and I told the boys to tell the waitress what they wanted when she came over. Kellan said "I'm going to tell her I want a taxi"...
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