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Sunday, August 31, 2008

Conversations and quotes from the boys

  • Connor got to visit his new school on Friday. He was telling Brady that he couldn't go until he was older and potty trained. Brady's response was "I am potty trained". I mean he knows how to go potty (in his diaper) and he knows where the potty is located. Yeah - sorry Brady - that doesn't count.
  • At breakfast time, we were slicing grapes for Brady. He kept saying he needed more, then he said "I have a lot, but I don't have enough yet."
  • As Connor was finishing off a bowl of ice cream, he then asked for Brownies. I said "No, you could have one or the other and you chose ice cream". His response was "Okay, then I will have the other".
  • Connor used to always go to the grocery store with daddy - then Brady took over that role for a period of time. Now, when the boys are asked who is going with daddy to the grocery, their response is "Not me, (the other brother) can go with you or you can go by yourself". This is heard from both of them - so daddy now gets the privilege of going by himself.
  • Brady talks very well for his age, but there are times when we (including Connor) have no idea what he is talking about. Connor kept asking me what Brady was talking about and I responded that I didn't know and for Connor to try and figure it out. Connor went through a laundry list of questions to Brady about what he could be talking about (do you want to go somewhere, are you asking for food, etc.) and finally concluded that he just didn't know. He said "Brady is talking about a bucket - that is all I know".
  • I won't bore you with the details of the "Bathroom" talk that has started at our house - poopie head, you pooped in your pants (this is said to ALL of us, not just Brady), you farted, I farted, etc. What I will do is refer you to a link that sums up the direction we are headed...I was cracking up when I read this post because I could picture Connor saying it. http://funnymummyfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/real-poop.html
  • Speaking of bathroom, apparently I had spent a little longer than normal in the bathroom one day. Brady knocked on the door and asked "Are you okay Mommy?".

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