Monday, March 21, 2011

Said by Joshua recently

Yes, I am ashamed that my babysitter writes these things down more than I do.  Part of what makes her a GREAT sitter!  Go Gwen :)  The first one was said to her on Saturday AM.
"Hey Studee.  Studee, come over here! (to Wesley)  Sometimes I call him Studee and sometimes I call him Wesley."(an explanation to Gwen)
On the way to Costco later that day, we were talking about things that go.  Cars, trains, planes, and the like.  I told Joshua that his Uncle Jon (my brother) helped to build a car while he was in college (he was on his school's Baja team where kids build an off-road car to race).  Joshua was super impressed and then asked me what I built when I was in college.  When I told him nothing, and started to talk to him about what I did study, biology, he quickly followed up with "Did you build a motorcycle or scooter, even?"  I guess I have fallen a few rungs in coolness compared to Uncle Jon.  Oh well, my other brother, Tom, is downgraded in coolness too as he didn't help build a car either.  Joshua told me that he wanted to work on rocket ships or planes when he grew up.  He categorized these as "things that fly and have motors and go very fast".  Good thing the kid is good at math, I may have a future rocket scientist on my hands!

To give Wesley more equal blog time.  He IS talking, sorta.  He can say Mama, Dada, and I swore I heard brother (although it sounded more like bubba).  He also knows the signs for please and milk (which impressed the aforementioned Gwen).

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

I just don't get little boys somedays :)

Yesterday, Andy was helping Joshua with bed time. While Joshua was brushing his teeth, I told him that it was time to change toothbrushes as his current one was old. I then went out to the car to bring a few things in. A minute later, Andy comes running out of the house saying "Joshua is in big trouble". I couldn't see his face becasue it was dark, but I saw he was shaking. I was worried he was really angry. He starts to tell me what happened, and I realized he was laughing and had to leave the house because he didn't want Joshua to see him crack up because of what went down. After JP finished brushing his teeth, he threw the tooth brush in the toilet, peed on it, and flushed it down the toilet. Andy kept saying "Don't put your toothbrush in there! Stop!" to no avail. After he flushed it down the toilet he looked at Andy and said that is where old toothbrushes go, at which point, Andy ran out of the house to find me. We couldn't get our laughter under control enough to think up a consequence or discipline him. Oh well!!