Colton on Christmas

Making "gingerbread houses"

Santa: And what do you want for Christmas?
C: I want some things I hadn't had before.

Santa: Can you tell your brothers apart?
C: Maybe my mom can.
Santa: That's okay, because I can't tell them apart either.

C: I want to get something new while I'm waiting for Santa Claus to come!

C: Why don't I get to make the decisions?
Me: You did make a decision.  You decided to not eat what was for dinner and now you can't have something else.
C: But why do you always get to make the decisions?
Me: Because I'm the mom.

Colton Takes Charge

It's rainbow-making weather out there!

Me: Hey buddy, can you stop ringing the bell?  Mama's head really hurts.
C: I have a Band-Aid for you! Here you go, Mom!

Me: Daddy said you weren't scared of the thunder. Good job! 

C: I was just brave! I took charge of the storm. I just put in a few ice cubes in the storm!

C: Hey Mom, my body says it's trying to work!

C: Here is your soup!  It's chocolate & vanilla! 
Me: Mmm, yum!
C: Is this my soup?
Me: Yep, it's stinky feet & snail soup!
C: Eww, I don't like snails and stinky feet!  I want food that's real and yummy.  And I want ketchup and mustard on it!

C: Here's your hot dog!  Do you want any snails on it?
Me: I'll pass, thanks.
C: How about apple slices?
Me: On my hot dog?  Um, no thanks.
C: Oh, but I put ketchup and mustard on it! 

Me: Are you tired, buddy?
C: No, the Polar Express will be right back!
(It's well past bedtime, but tonight a special movie is playing so the little guy gets to stay up.)

Me: What are those?
C: Gallops!
Me: I think they're reindeer.
C: No, they're gallops!

Me: You look pretty sleepy.
C: No, I'm just breathing.