Carson doesn’t say ‘Nard anymore. Our quarterback’s name is now Denard.
Stupid kids and their growing up and figuring out the right way to say things.
Category: Carson
Things Carson says…
“Keep your ball on the eye!”
“Why can’t I hit my sister with my hockey stick? I am MEAN at you because you won’t let me hit my sister with my hockey stick.”
“I am OUT OF BOUNDS…now it’s time for my HOCKEY STICK!”
CWB: “I want to read DIS book”. MCB: “You can’t even read.” CWB: “Yes I can! I WUV to read this book.”
This morning, I went into Carson’s room to wake him up. He said “I JUST took a NAP and slept right HERE!”. I asked him if he wanted to wake …
Murphy’s Law
We’ve had a hell of a week around here.
I started a new job at the University this week – one that requires meetings and one-on-ones with my boss and visits to buildings on campus, along with a class I am taking on Wednesday nights (as part of my job). I am super excited about this new position and was fired up to start.
I’ll back up here and talk about Carson’s poop. It isn’t the point of the story but it’s relevant. Carson didn’t poop much last week. He pooped Sunday night (reluctantly) so we started him on Miralax. Then he …
Tobogganing
One of my dad’s favorite winter activities to do for the grandkids is to haul them around on a toboggan behind his tractor. Since we’ve had so much snow this winter (for fake), my dad takes the kids tobogganing when we only get just an inch or two of snow.
That happened back in January…and we all headed to Grandpa’s. Carson wasn’t a fan of tobogganing, especially after he fell off the toboggan on the first turn.
Like a Polaroid Picture
When I have to shake the kids inhalers for them to do them, I sometimes sing “shake it like a polaroid picture”, from that Outkast song “Hey Ya” (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PWgvGjAhvIw – about the 4 minute mark)
The other morning I was shaking his apple/prune juice (poor kid hadn’t pooped in four days!) and he – without prompting – said this (obviously this is a re-enactment, but I promise you he said it on his own the first time):
Bottoms
Carson just yelled at Mallory from the basement: “Get your bottom down here!”
You can say that again
We are watching ice dancing on tv and Mallory keeps saying “ooh that’s hard”.
Then Carson said “oh dat’s HARD!!”
Mallory said “That’s right, Carson. You can say that again.”.
Hi-O
In January we also went to Ohio (or “hi-o” as Carson calls it) to visit Rick’s mom for the weekend. And I do love how perfectly brainwashed my kids are because when we stopped to go potty at a gas station in Ohio, Mallory walked past a display of OSU Buckeye stuff and said “oooh yuck. Boo Ohio”.
We had a fun weekend in Cincinnati – Grandma took the kids to a Build-A-Bear workshop place to build-a-bear…Carson didn’t get that you weren’t supposed to take the full stuffed animal with you when you picked out what you wanted to make, instead …
Our Silly Boy
That sweet boy of mine. I can’t stand him.
He is equally opinionated and easy-going. In a span of five minutes he can swing from absolutely-no-way-on-earth-I-will-NOT-let Mallory have the white cup at dinner time to giving her a big nod YES when she finally asks nicely (through tears) if she can please use the white cup at dinner.
He is talking like crazy and the stuff he comes up with is awesome.
This morning he came downstairs and still had his pacifier in his mouth. I told him he had to ditch it unless he was getting back in bed. He complained that …
“You so happy?”
Carson FINALLY went poop on the potty Thursday night!!
He had started his normal pre-poop grunting routine so I got him on the toilet. I’d read that if you give them a stool for their feet, it helps (since dangling feet make it hard to go poop?). This also allowed him a table to play with his Lightning ‘Queen (Lightning McQueen) and Mater (Tow Mater) toys while he tried to go poop.
I left him alone for a minute and he yelled at me “I WENT POOPY!!!”, and sure enough, he had.
As he finished, I started jumping up and down. …