Aside from the extra snuggles, hugs, kisses, laughs and obvious beach days, being off the past two(ish) weeks has also afforded me 24 hour time with Chase. I get to hear every crazy, hilarious thing that comes out of his mouth, uncensored, real time. I am biased when I say that I think he is a really funny and smart kid, so obviously some of these things are more amusing to me than they would be to most people, but I think you’ll agree that he is pretty entertaining.
Here is a compilation of classics from the past couple of weeks, with some context.
Being particular: We went to a beach over the weekend and the water was beautiful, clear (as clear as Virginia Beach can be), and blue. Another beach two days later had our typical brown, brackish water. When asked about what beach he wanted to go to for our last beach day, this is what he said: “Mommy, I want to go to the beach with the blue water and the blue waves, not the brown water and brown waves.”
Being helpful: I mention calling my dad to ask him a question and Chase says, “There is a phone in my kitchen in the playroom.”
On naps: While he is almost falling asleep in his car seat on the way home from where ever and I tell him to wake up, “I’m not tired, I’m just laying here.” The toddler equivalent of “I’m just resting my eyes.”
Being careful: Is constantly telling us to “watch your head,” “be careful on the edge of the bed,” if he thinks we are in any danger. Then tells me “don’t worry about me,” when I was telling him to stop doing something.
Being worrisome: Asking me “Mommy, what you thinking about?” when I zone off while it takes him 45 minutes to eat breakfast.
Nightmares/dreams: He woke me up the other night to tell me that he had a dream, “the ducks were quacking at me.” Last night he had a dream about “ambulances and ambulance men.”
Being dramatic: After having lunch with some of his friends and he was finished with his milk and I asked if his friend Finn could throw his milk away, and he said, “Yes,” he later told my mom, “BB, something happened today. Finn threw my milk away.”
It’s all about semantics. When I tell him not to throw something he says, “I’m not throwing, I’m tossing.” When I say not to hit something, “I’m not hitting, I’m banging.”
Being brand specific: When he met my friend Robin the other day and I introduced him to her he said, “Robin, like Red Robin?” Anything that is burnt orange belongs to Home Depot, anything yellowish orange belongs to Caterpillar and anything hunter green means it is related to John Deere.
Meeting strangers: Two people behind us in line at Target with nothing but a movie in their basket, “What your names?” “What your dogs names?” And I’ll be damned, they had three dogs.
On music: His requests are Macklemore, Imagine Dragons, Queen, Afrojack, Rihanna, Phoenix, Justin Bieber, Bruno Mars and Justin Timberlake. I’m not sure if this makes me the coolest or worst mom alive.
I am so going to miss hanging out with you Chase! Don’t worry folks, there will be more of these to come!
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