I am a pretty boring person with a not-so-boring life, due in large part to my sons, whom I often lovingly refer to as the “Wrecking Crew”. My sons make me laugh so much, and I thought I’d lighten things up a little this week and share some of their cute and funny moments with all of you. Hope you love these as much as my husband and I do!
At Caiden’s 4-year well-child appointment, the doctor was talking to him about why he wears a helmet while riding his bike. She told him that it “protects [his] coconut.” Little did she know that “coconuts” mean something totally different in our house! The look he gave her was priceless!
Caiden: Mama, can you take my temp? I keep burping.
AJ: Yeah! He was burping and burping all night and I couldn’t even sleep!
AJ: What does “yo no se” mean, Mama?
AJ: Oh, I know! It means “Bon Appetit!”
Umm…not quite, little guy!
Me: Why are you mad at the world today, Bubba?
Caiden: Because I hate it. I only like the house!
So, I walk into the room and notice Caiden shaking his butt around and doing plié-like moves. I ask him what he is doing and he says, “My pee-pee’s all twisted, Mama! I’m trying to fix it!”
AJ and I were walking to the bus stop one morning when he says, “Mama, be careful so you don’t step on the cracks!” To which I respond, “Why? What will happen if I do?” AJ gets really quiet, and then in a low voice says, “I don’t want to talk about it…”
Caiden: Hey, AJ! Do you want some candy?!
AJ: Well, I am a bit famished…
AJ: I love you, Mom, ‘cuz you make yummy soup!
Me: What if I made yucky soup? Would you still love me?
AJ: Umm, sure. I guess maybe if you added some carrots…
Caiden: Mama! One word – “I love you!”
Caiden: Twinkle, twinkle little star. Now I know my ABCs.
I was helping AJ get dressed and he was trying on some pants that ended up being way too big for him.
AJ: Can you at least pull my pants tighter?
AJ: ‘Cuz – pants on the ground, pants on the ground! Lookin’ like a fool with your pants on the ground!
AJ: Hey, Caiden! You’re going to be 5 soon!
Caiden: No! I don’t want to be 5.
Me: Why not? Why don’t you want to be 5?
Caiden: ‘Cuz I just want to be me!
AJ: Hey, Caiden! We’re having turkey for dinner!
Caiden: What’s a turkey?
AJ: It’s a man-eating chicken.
Caiden was having a rough night and spent some time in time-out. When time-out was over, he came over to me and gave me a hug. And in the midst of his apologies and tears, he says, “Mama, I really, really love you. (sniff) And Mama, I really love your cooking. (whimpers) I love all of the food that you make. (sniff)”
We took the boys out for dinner and Caiden ordered a Cherry Bomb Limeade to drink. Towards the end of dinner, I hear Caiden go, “Ka-Pow!” I asked him why he made that noise. He replied, “That was the cherry bomb blowing up in my tummy!”
AJ: Hey, Caiden! Do me a solid and give me some of those chips!
Me: Geez! I live in a house with all boys!
Caiden: No, Papa’s not a boy.
Me: Oh, yeah? Well, what is he then?
Caiden: She’s a man.
Caiden: Did you know I like peanut butter and jelly?
Me: Yes, of course!
Caiden: Do you know everything about me?
Me: Yes, because I’m your mom!
Caiden: You’re the best! You’re the best mom I ever had!
Caiden: Hey, Mama! I have a secret for you! (whispers) I love you so much and can I have a hug and a kiss?
Having asked Caiden literally 10 times to get ready, I had finally reached my level of frustration where I started yelling. All of a sudden, Caiden stops, looks me straight in the eye, and says, “(sigh) Okay, Mom…Now, I need you to calm down and ask me that question again.” Caiden = 1, Mama = 0…
Me: Great choice for your birthday dinner, Caiden!
Caiden: Thank you, Sweet Lips!
AJ: I love soft tacos!
Me: You love soft tacos more than me?
AJ: (thinking) Umm, no…I love you first…then soft tacos.
The boys were fighting and this is how the conversation went when I tried to stop them:
Me: Okay, you guys need to stop.
AJ: But, he started it!
Me: Yes, and who is three years older?
(the boys stop and look at each other, and then look back at me)