Showing posts with label 2/18. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2/18. Show all posts
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Colton & the Wardrobe
C: The babies and I are gonna hide and you can count!
Me: One...Two...Three...Four...Five...Six...Seven...Eight...Nine...Ten
... 20 minutes later ...
Dad: Colton would like you to seek him now. You'll never be able to find him.
Me: Wardrobe?
Dad: Yep.
... 20 minutes later ...
C: Mom? Do you want to play hide and seek with me?
C: Why do you call the babies D and J?
Me: Same reason I call you C sometimes.
C: I don't like that. I will just call you MM.
Me: Okay.
C: I made both babies smile! Even Denton & even Jensen!
C: What are you doing?
Me: Letting the dogs in.
C: I'm just gonna go hide in the wardrobe. I like the wardrobe.
Me: What should we have for dinner?
C: Let me check.... I know! We could have hard-boiled eggs!
Friday, February 18, 2011
Colton Is Hot
Me: Your shoes are on the wrong feet.
C: I like them on the wrong feet! They make me hot!
Me: I don't know what we're doing on Sunday. But both Mama & Dada will be home.
C: I won't be.
Me: Do you have to work?
C: No, I will go running. But I don't have to wear any running clothes.
Me: What will you wear?
C: I just have to go 20 miles.
Me: That's a good run.
C: Yeah. 15 and 5.
C: If you don't share your stuff, I won't share my stuff!
Me: I share with you all the time!
C: I share with you, just a little bit, when you ask nicely.
C: At Kathy & Bridger's, they brought candy!
Me: Yeah? What kind?
C: It's called... it's called... chocolate!
C: Mom, if you call me names, I will be shocked!
C: The gates are for stopping everything that stops!
C: I like them on the wrong feet! They make me hot!
Me: I don't know what we're doing on Sunday. But both Mama & Dada will be home.
C: I won't be.
Me: Do you have to work?
C: No, I will go running. But I don't have to wear any running clothes.
Me: What will you wear?
C: I just have to go 20 miles.
Me: That's a good run.
C: Yeah. 15 and 5.
Me: I share with you all the time!
C: I share with you, just a little bit, when you ask nicely.
C: At Kathy & Bridger's, they brought candy!
Me: Yeah? What kind?
C: It's called... it's called... chocolate!
C: Mom, if you call me names, I will be shocked!
C: The gates are for stopping everything that stops!
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