THIS just happened:
Noah: "How much does Isaiah have testicles?" (this was the actual wording of the question, haha)
Me: "Pardon me?"
Noah: "Does he have two testicles?"
Me: "Ummm, yes he does."
Noah: "How much does Papa have?"
Me: :"Uhhh.. I don't know, I have never talked to Papa about his testicles."
Noah: "Does he have two?"
Me: "Probably. Most boys have two."
Noah: "How much does Gramper have?"
Me: "He probably has two, like most people."
Noah: "How much does McQueen have?"
Me: "None, silly, he's a car!"
Noah: "How much does Chick Hicks have? [starts laughing] Chick Hicks has zero testicles!"
That was 10 minutes ago and I am still laughing.
Friday, April 5, 2013
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Randomness
Literally I cannot remember the last time this child "slept through the night". And by "sleeping through the night," I don't mean sleeping 7pm to 5am and not waking up to nurse. I mean not waking up and then deciding to STAY AWAKE for an hour or an hour and a half.
What the HECK!!!!!!! This was happening a couple of times a week for quite awhile, but it has been weeks (literally) since it HASN'T happened. It's frustrating. If we didn't sleep together I would be the most miserable person ever.
Whoa.
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THIS child has decided he does not want a haircut. This isn't new, he has been hating haircuts for the past year. But now he has decided that he wants long hair like Mommy, and to wear it in a ponytail.
Noah is the kind of kid who "forgets" to hate things if he has no exposure to them. Therefore, I've been wondering why he still detests haircuts even though he's only had 2 or 3 since he started hating them a year ago.
Wonder no longer. Apparently my Dad, aka Gramper, talks to Noah about how he needs a haircut all the time. I just about smacked him when I found out. Now Noah is THREE, and he remembers the most random crap that happened ages ago, so there will be no forgetting that he detests haircuts anymore. And freaking Gramper has been constantly reminding him of this by talking to him about haircuts on a weekly basis. STUPID GRAMPER!
Yesterday morning I was going to the bathroom and Noah stood in front of me and said, "Someday you will have a penis, like me!" I bit back laughter and said "No, no I won't." Noah looked me in the eyes and very sweetly said "Someday!" in a "Cheer up, Mom, it's okay that you don't have a penis right now, it will happen soon!" voice.
I just about died laughing.
Labels:
Cosleeping,
Isaiah,
Noah,
Pictures,
Sleep,
Things Noah Says
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