White Horses

C: Mom, I'm scared of the white horses.
Me: The white horses?
C: Yeah, I just saw them.
Me: Where?
C: Right there.
Me:  Huh? Ooooh, wipers. Got it.

C: Mom, I missed you really, very much.
Aww!

C: Mom, what do I 'mell?  Do you 'mell a 'mell?
('mell=smell ~ those S sounds are tough)

Colton on Naptime

C: I don’t know how to sleep.

Before bedtime...

C: Dad, you have to go take a nap with my mom.

C: I am so tired. I am so tired, and I don't want to get up in the morning.
It's tough, this sleeping-in business.

Colton on Surprises

C: Mom, I am going to eat all my asparagus to surprise you!
Wow, I'm surprised!

C: I want more asparagus to eat for I can surprise you again!
You don't have to ask me twice! 

He then offered up his carrots for me to eat so I could surprise him.  Who am I to turn down veggies?!

And now it's bath time! 

Colton Goes Fishing

C: You throwed a fishy off my fishing pole and it swimmed away!
Really, I cast the bobber and hook into the middle of the lake, but we'll file that under details.

Lake Gissberg

So serious!

They had a good time...even if we didn't catch anything :)

Colton Goes Camping

We drove cars through the dirt.
And Colton poured the sand on his head...

We played a little soccer

And really got into it.

C: "This sign is for people standing next together!"

Mmm, tuna helper!

Hiking @ Lake Tipsoo

Speeding down the mountain

C: Let's do that great big hike over there!

Anatomy of the Belly-Blow

Uh-oh, Opa has Colton!

Om-nom-nom!

Satisfied customers

<3

I like You Because...

C: I am going to be nice to Cartman. I like him. But he's going to poop.

Cartman

C: Granddad, I found something very interesting!
Granddad: What color is it?
C: Black!
Granddad: Is it fuzzy?
C: No.
Me: It's slimey.
C: And I am going to pick it up!
(The slug then got launched into the ivy.  I sure am glad little boys are so washable!)

Colton on the News

C: Mom, you have to go back to the house so I can read the news! (he read the "news" all over the grocery store, including the trip over & back)

The "news":

This is a Thomas catalog. (What did you expect?)

Me: Can you read me the news?
C: I can't read. Sorry!

Me: Is there anything good in the news today?
C: No, I am not good at the news.

Colton Isn't Feeling Well

C: I am not feeling very well.
Me (to Dad): Probably all those blueberries he ate.  He had blueberries from the freezer, blueberry pie...
C: And from the plant. And one from the sand!
Dad: That's icky.
Me: You're not supposed to eat the sand.
C: But it was good!

C: My mouth feels all scratchy. 
Me: It does?
C: Yeah, I was eating sand.

I like Pie

I like pie!

C likes pie!

Contemplating....

Magnifique!

Nom!

Frog Days of Summer

C: It's a hot summer's day!
Not really.. mid 60's, but whatevs!

C: Mom, I am watering the cake to make it cold.
(Watering his sandbox)

C: My trains are sitting in time-out for being mean!

C: We have a messy, messy house. And we have to pick up some toys.... when Daddy comes [home].

C: Mom, I want some yogurt. I am going to sit here and get my mouth all yogurty!

Cute little tree frog @ Nanan's today:

Hiking with Daddy

Boardman Lake hike with Dad.

Smile, cheese!

Monkey!

Boy power!

"Fishing" - he then threw his stick and wanted to go get it
so he could keep fishing.

* * *

Colton told Dad today that he needs to get an iPod so he can play the shape game (Bejeweled or Tetris).  

Uhhh...

C: This is undone from the hookers!
Before you worry, he was talking about his wooden train.

* * *

Me: How's your burrito, buddy?
C: Not good.
Me: What would make it better?
C: Butter!
EWWWW!

C: The ferret smells like Percy.
Me: It does?
C: Yeah, and you smell like Percy. Let me smell you! *sniff* You smell like you!
Well, that's a relief!

* * *

C: Mom, I am going to ride the Ferris wheel with Sarah and Jordan. And you can see the museum from there!
The all-important Imagine Children's Museum.

Oh No He Didn't!!

C: I will tell you what to do!
Me: No, you won't.
C: I will, because I'm the guy.

To build: scream your ABCs as loud as you can.
To take down: count to 5 and kick.

On the way to the gym ~ 
C: Do you see the moon? We should catch it. And it will follow us to the gym!

And after returning ~
C: I am very hot and bothered.
I see.   Hahaha!

Patience Is Not a Virtue We Possess

C: Mom?
Me: Just a second.
C: No, I don't want any seconds!
Me: You're not being very patient.
C: Why am I not?
Me:  I don't know. Your mom's not very patient either.
C: Yeah, because sometimes guys don't like to be patient.
Me: Right.

And to prove I'm in the running for Mother-of-the-year:
C: Good boys at the museum get fries!
(as we were driving home from the LIBRARY)

Are You Ready to Whoop to the Blankey?

I've just finished reading a couple of books where the author goes into such detail of a father putting his kiddos to bed. She talks about how they would play this 'game' called "Waft", where you toss up the blanket and let it waft down upon on the child. It's a tidbit that has appeared in both the books I've read by her, and clearly it was a special time for her. Reminds me very much of our bedtime games, but they're called something else.

We play this game called "What Else?", where my role is to simply ask "What else?" and Colton tells me all kinds of things.  Usually, it's about Thomas and the perils of his friends' lives... but sometimes not.  And he just keeps talking, making up stories as he goes. 

We play this game called "Eh!", which has now morphed into "Silly Oh!" ~ where I say "Eh!" or "Silly oh!", he laughs and plunges his head into the pillow.  I don't know why...  But it never fails to make me laugh. :)

"Whoop to the Blankey" is where you throw the blankey up and let it come down.  Usually on your head, making your hair 'all straight' or 'all curly' as the child deems appropriate.

And then I must 'check on him' in an interval that he determines.  If I say I'll be back in one minute, he'll tell me "Two fives!" or something else, I'll agree and then usually have to come back around the one minute mark anyway.

This is after playing for 'two minutes' while I read from his special book (about Thomas, of course!). 

So many rules, but he doesn't fight me about going to bed.  We have so much to do, after all. 

C Is for Cookie

... and that's good enough for me!

C: Mom, can I have a cookie?
Me: Go ask your dad.
*Colton wanders in dad's direction & comes back a minute later*
C: Dad said yes.
Later, I find out he never did ask his dad.

C: You can close my window now; the dark has enough air.

Most of the pictures I took tonight are just a blur. A blur of Colton moshing with the other kids at Mat & Bridgette's beautiful wedding :) He had SO much fun. I'm sure the cookie(s) didn't hurt either!

I Have It on Good Authority...

... that I know everything!

C: Mom? You know.
Me: What do I know?
C: You know everything!

C: You need to drive slowly and carefully.
Me: I am, buddy.
C: You need to drive slowly because I am getting so heavy, and can't go fast.
Me: Oh?
C: Yeah, and I might fly away.

C: Mom, are you driving carefully?
Me: Yeah, buddy.
C: Thanks for keeping it together!
(Much funnier out of context... but in context, he was very worried about the eggs cracking that we gathered today)

This Is Not What I Meant

... when I asked him to put his toys away.

No Butts About It

C: Mom, I’m growing into a chicken, so I can lay an egg. And you can take it from my bottom, because I’m going to have a bottom!

I Can Take a Hint Already!

C: Mama, I want to cuddle.
Me: I'm all sweaty, so I'm not sure you want to.
C: Mama, can you go shower?

C: I have stinky feet!
Me: You do?
C: Yeah, and they smell like you!

Colton on Later

Dad: Good morning, buddy.
C: Where’s Mama?
Dad: Mama’s at work.
C: I don’t like that. I am sad. I want to be with Mama.
Dad: Mama will be home later.
C: I’m too sad to have a later.

Colton on Getting Married

Me: We have to go shopping on Wednesday.
C: Why?
Me: Because your Uncle Mat is getting married soon and we have to buy a present!
C: I AM GETTING MARRIED!
Me: Oh?
C: Yeah, I am getting married far-far away.
Me: I will be sad if you go far-far away.
C: You can come.  You can come and get married!
Me: I am already married.
C: You can marry the freight cars!
Me: I wonder what Daddy will have to say about that....