must go to bed, but I have to share this: I have decided that almost-3-year-old boys are made up of equal parts wildness (think rebellion, screaming “NO" and running, etc.) and HILARIOUS things that come out of their mouths. just a few quick ones to share on this lovely Monday evening—I know I am forgetting some . . .
Hatch and I were hugging.
William: Daddy, you are TALL.
Mommy, you are LOW.
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Hudson: It was named Rock Dog and it was a Robot.
(I have no idea what we are talking about here.)
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William: I am going to catch you, Chicken Hudson. I am going to catch you, Chicken, and I am going to cook you!
(I later learned this was a reenactment of the Swedish Chef from the Muppets, which their father watched with them this weekend!)
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Anna: HO-LA! HO-LA! HO-LA!
(Yes, my daughter has learned to say Hola, and I love it!)
*** William: I call Mommy “Mi Mi”
Hatch: Yes, I know.
William: Did you know I like to be held? Did you know I like tiny things? Really tiny things?
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The good night ritual of “kisses and squeezes:”
William:
Big kiss: MWAH!
Tiny Kiss: mwah
BIIIG SQUEEZE: UGGGGH!
Tiny Squeeze: eeeh
BIG Es-mo Kiss: nose, nose, nose
Tiny Es-mo Kiss: eeh!
And, That’s ALL!
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These are from an October Sunday afternoon where we decided we HAD TO re-hang our front swings! Daddy’s helpers were ready and willing to work! William enjoyed the view from above . . .
And, the view from below . . . I’m pretty sure she is thinking: I cannot believe Daddy is letting William stand on the top of the ladder.
The worker bees. (Please excuse Hudson’s finger in his nose. Toddler boys are adorable but have disgusting habits!)
Hard at work . . .
I adore this! He looks like he should be in a catalogue. ha!
And, up again . . . notice the very end of Hatch’s shoe just a few steps above Mini-me.
nighty night!
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