Friday, September 24, 2010

Snippets

Taylor: Mommy, Luke got a haircut. {mind you he got one about a month ago}
Taylor: Luke's Handsome! His haircut is NICE.
Taylor: Luke got a Lollipop.
Taylor: I got a Lollipop TOO!
Taylor: Mommy, I wanna haircut. {She hasn't yet had a haircut}
Luke: NO, LUKE'S haircut! Sissy no haircut.
Taylor: Yes Luke, I get a haircut too!
Luke: NO NO SISSY. Luke's Haircut. Right Mommy?



{Went to the grocery store with just Taylor and a lady commented on how long and pretty Taylor's hair was}

{On the way home in the car}

Taylor: {Looking in the mirror on the headrest} My hair's LONG. My hair's PRETTY! My hair's SOFT. {shaking her head back and forth} My hair's CRAZY! :)

Thursday, September 23, 2010

More Snippets

{while I was making lunch}

Taylor: Luke fell down!

Luke: I fell down and hit the tractor!

Taylor: IIIIIIII kiss it!

Luke:{points to his heiney} My heiney hurts.

Taylor: {Taylor bends down, and kisses it} ALL BETTER!

Luke: Thanks Tee-ya!

{They hug}

Me: Taylor where was Luke's boo boo?

Taylor: His heiney.



{I was standing on a stool dusting}

Taylor: Mommy, be careful.

Luke: Be careful Mommy.

Me: I'm being careful, thank you.

Taylor: Mommy get down. {very concerned face}

{I got down}

Taylor: Thank you Mommy. :)



{at lunch when Luke was eating his fruit and Taylor was still eating her sandwich because she takes 100x longer to eat.}

Taylor: {looking at Luke's fruit bowl} Honey, Is there kiwi in there?

Luke: {completely ignoring her and shoving in fruit}

Taylor: {naming off each piece of fruit Luke eats} Ut! A strawberry! Ut! A grape! Ut KIWIIIIII, there it KIWI in there! MOMMY I'M DONE NOW!!!!

Me: No you're not. Eat your sandwich.

Taylor: Ut! An apple! {offering her sandwich to Luke} Honey, you wanna bite?

Me: Taylor, YOU eat it.

Luke: Honey, wanna strawberry? {offering to Taylor}

Me: Luke, no, she has to eat her sandwich.

Luke: Eat your butter and jelly!

{Taylor still eating, Luke's on potty and poops}

Luke: {running out of the bathroom} Tee-ya..come see my BIG stinky poopie!

Me: Luke she's still eating.{He was upset that Taylor didn't get to see his poopie before he flushed it, I wonder at what age that will stop?} lol

Snippets

{Luke woke up and pooped in his diaper before I got to him}

Luke: I have a big poopie.

{changing Luke}
Taylor {watching} Luke had a little poopie.

Luke: No, It's a big poopie, right Mommy?

Taylor: No, It's a little poopie, right Mommy?

Me: It's a medium poopie. Not big, not little, medium.

Taylor: No, Mommy, It's little.

Luke: TEE-YA LEE BAIR.....IT'S a MEDIUM POOPIE. Right Mommy?

Taylor: It's little Luke.

Luke: {crying}


{getting them dressed}
Luke: Honey {speaking to Taylor} Awww....Look at the flower on your shirt. It's Niiiiice.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Snippets

{Taylor drawing on her Aqua Pro}
Taylor: I LOVE JESUS!
(completely random and out of the blue)
Me: aww...I love Jesus too.
(now she keeps saying it) adorable.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Snippets

{in car}
Taylor: mmmmmmmmmMMMmmmm, ice cream.
Me: Ice cream? Are you eating ice cream?
Taylor: yeah...MMM ice cream.
Luke: You don't have ice cream sissy. giggling.
Taylor: yes......mmmm ice cream
{repeat over and over with giggling}

Friday, September 17, 2010

Snippets

{after nap, walk upstairs to find Taylor with two handfuls of Luke's nerf football ripped to tiny pieces and covering her criba and floor}
Luke: MOMMY........{pointing} Sissy.......NO NO RIP IT! MY FOOTBALL!!!!!
Taylor: {smirk}

Wondering if he'll learn not to throw his balls into her crib?

Snippets

{Luke helping himself to Taylor's ketchup}
Taylor: No Luke. Luke look at me! Stop dipping my ketchup. {Luke continues}
{repeat over and over until Mommy goes insane :)}

Luke: Look! It's a big bus!
Taylor: Honey, it's a little bus.
Luke: NO, it's a BIG bus!!!
Taylor: Honey, no it's a little bus.
{it was a little bus}

{Luke kicking Taylor under the table}
Taylor: Stop it Luke, get off...keep your feet to yourself.
{Luke seriously can NOT keep from touching and pestering Taylor 24/7}

Luke has been pretending to be a hairdresser and cutting and styling Taylor's hair. She puts up with it until he starts yanking it hard.