Monday, 27 July 2015

My Hero

S: I drew it because I want to be Iron Man when I grow up. 


Weatherman

D: You know what they should say on the weather every day mom? Zero percent chance of zombie apocolipse. Because that would really make me laugh if they said that. 

Friday, 24 July 2015

Thursday, 23 July 2015

At least he's not still sleeping in a box...

We went to the beach on Saturday. I don't know what possessed me to take the boys by myself. They were assholes but we had fun. I brought the wagon because I was by myself and I didn't want to make 6 trips back to the car for all our stuff.

At one point Sam decided he needed a rest so he curled up in his towel on the wagon and told me that he was going to have a nap. He had a little rest and he was off to the races again.

On Sunday we were hanging out at home. I was doing a few things around the house and the boys were playing with each other and the neighbourhood kids. I was going about my business and then I saw this. Sam had gone to this room and got his pillow and a blanket and had made himself confortable. He told me that this was his new bed.

When bedtime rolled around I realized that his favourite pillow was still outside so I went to get it and his blanket. When I brought them up to his room he was PISSED. He REALLY wanted to sleep in the wagon and he told me so quite strongly.  

My kid really is going to be a hobo.

Wednesday, 22 July 2015

Brotherly Love

Sam: Daniel and me aren't brothers any more so now we're brothers.
Me: Who?
Sam: Me and this Hot Wheels car.
(pause)
Sam: I'm going into my room with my new brother.


Tuesday, 21 July 2015

Planning Ahead

He was about to get ready for bed when he starting loading his shirt pocket with grapes.

Me: Why are you putting grapes in your pocket?
Sam: In case I get hungry. 
Me: When??!?!
Sam: Now. 

Saturday, 18 July 2015

Superman?

Sam crawled into bed with us yesterday morning and draped his arm over Danny.

Sam: I put my arm over him so he can't fly away.

Friday, 17 July 2015

Going Postal

Sam had an EPIC meltdown last night. He fell asleep on the way home from camp and slept for 1 1/2 hrs when we got home. When he woke up he lost it. Talking to him made it worse.

I eventually took him up to his room and told him that he could come down when he calmed down. Thus began the screaming "I can't calm down!"

My favorite?

"I can't calm down because my mind is controlling me and telling me what to do!"

Thursday, 16 July 2015

Beautiful

Danny: Is this your toothbrush?
Me: Yeah.
Danny: Don't use it. Sam has been cleaning his toys with it.

He finally decides to clean something and this is what happens???!?!??