Good girl

S: You're a good girl.

Me: I'm a good girl?

S: Yeah. 

Me: Are you a good girl?

S: No I'm a good boy. But I'm a bit of a naughty boy.  

Speedy Sam

Sam was the very last person out of his class at the end of the day yesterday. Apparently he had a rough day and he cried about absolutely everything. His teacher sent me this today...

Sam: But, I'm not really Superman, I'm Sam.
Mrs Palmer: What should I say to Mom?
Sam: The fact that I'm super speedy.

Deep Thoughts 2

D: Wouldn't it be funny if our whole body was a bum except for our face and head? You'd have to bounce around to get anywhere.

Stinky Pete

Daniel was sitting in my lap snugging when I got a whiff of something gross.

Me: Did you have your hands in your pants?

D: Yeah.

Me: They smell like it. Go wash you hands.They smell disgusting. 

D: (licks his finger) They don't taste disgusting. 

Mommy's job

Me: Do you know what mommy's job is?

D: No. 

D: Oh, I know!! Telling people what to do over and over and over and over. 

Pants-off Dance-off

This is a favorite pre-bath time activity around here.

http://youtu.be/XSJZCBBmhqk

The kid's got moves. And he didn't get them from Danny or I. I love watching him wiggle. 

Spider-Man

Sam knocked on our bedroom door first thing this morning....

Danny: Who's there?

Sam: Sam. 

Sam: Oh, I mean Spider-Man. 

Danny's: Oh good. I feel safer already. 

Sam: There were two bad guys in the bathtub but I sat on one. Daniel sat on the other one. 

War

We were in the car chatting and Daniel told me that one of the kids at school told him there was a war once and a lot of babies died. I told him that a lot of people die in wars - moms, dads, grandmas, grandpas and even little kids and babies. Then I told him I was thankful I had never lived anywhere near a war.

Without skipping a beat, his response: "I'm thankful I've never been sucked up in a tornado."

Um. Ok. I guess I'm glad about that too.

Eww

The boys were in the tub being goofy. At one point they had their tongues stuck out at each other. I asked Daniel what he was doing.

D: I want to lick his (Sam's) tongue. It makes me feel like I'm eating Kraft dinner.

I woke up to this yesterday

Sam: Mommy.

Sam: Mommy. 

Sam: Mommy. 

Sam: Mommy. 

Me: What?!

Sam: I was trying to throw up in my bed. 

Me: Why?!

Sam: I don't know. 

I have no words.

Danny: Look what I found in Daniels boot.

Me: What is that?

Danny: A muffin. 

Daniel: Its a brownie. 

Me: Why did you have a brownie in your boot?

Daniel: I ate some of it at Julie's (the sitter) but no one saw. 

Me: You ate a bownie you found in your boot??!? Where did it come from?

Daniel: One of the kids in my class brought them to school. I don't know who's that was though. 

You're a wizard, Harry.

The boys play pretend a lot. Everyone gets assigned a character - they're usually superheroes but they mix it up. 

I try to encourage them not to be bound by 'rules'. For example, I can play boy characters if I want to (it was a fight at first) and they can play girls. And, if we want, two people can be Spider-Man at the same time (again, it was a fight but they're on board now.)

They were playing Harry Potter and Danny was assigned the character of Harry. Sam wanted to be Harry, so he was upset.

Me: It's ok. You can be Harry too.

Sam: I want to be Harry one.

Me: I mean you can be Harry as well as your dad. 

Sam: But I want to be Harry one. 

Me: Fine, you're Harry one. 

Daniel: Daddy can be Harry two!

Pjs

Sam: I look awesome in these fancy striped pyjamas.

He's not wrong.

Sweet dreams

I was having a bedtime snuggle with Sam. The lights were off and I whispered in his ear "you're one of my favourite things in the whole world." I kissed him on the nose and told him to have sweet dreams. The I asked him what he wanted to dream about.

Sam: I'm gonna dream about when you made a fart.

It's moments like this that just melt a mama's heart. 

Such a gentleman

D: "Mom, where's my grilled cheese? I had to ask you two times!"

I didn't bury him in the backyard. Partly because the ground is frozen and it would take me too long to dig a proper hole. And partly because...