Can I admit that I’m caught between dismay that I’ve become One of Those Moms who feels the need to report on all the adorable things my progeny has said lately and the desire to share, well, all the adorable things my progeny has said lately?
You can always skim.
*We were in bed in the morning at it was Not Time To Get Up Yet. Grey was making some statement and emphasizing his words by hitting my thigh. (Note: he wouldn’t usually get away with this, but my parenting skillz are not l33t at 6:45 am.) I told him, “Grey, stop hitting.” Grey replied, “I not hitting. I punching.”
*Once again, the scene is bed. This time A. got up before Grey did. (A good trend — it means Grey is sleeping later.) Grey comes into our room just as his father is dressing, puts his hands on his hips and says with great emphasis, “Go! To! Sleep!”. Grey then returns to his room.
Inquiring minds want to know… did he want us to be asleep so he could come and wake us up? Did daddy make some noise that disturbed his precious preschooler beauty rest? Or did he just want to use a phrase on us that we’ve used on him so much lately?
*On the other end of the not-sleeping cycle, Grey notified his father that there appeared to be an infestation of Monsters in his room, thus making sleep impossible.
A: “Where are the monsters?”
G: “In the clock!”
A: (at the clock) Go away monsters! (tickles the monster-space to dispel the monsters)
A: Any more?
G: “Right here, by my bed”
A: Go away monsters!
G: Stop! Stop!
A: Why, what’s wrong?
G: Dat only a baby monster. (Uses body language to convey that one should not chase away cute little baby monsters.)