Grant: Mom, do you want me to brush your hair?
Me: Oh yes! Mommy loves to have her hair brushed!
Grant: Ok.
Me: Just be careful of the pins in my hair.
(He proceeds to very intently brush my hair, but then he starts pulling my bangs out of the bobby-pins)
Me: Ok- thanks bub. That's enough.
Grant: (so serious) Mom... do you want to look like a punk?!?!
Elena: Mom, can we watch one more cartoon?
Me: No, it's getting late. You need to go potty and get ready for bed.
Elena: (sulking) Ok.
5 mins later...
Elena: (whining) Please Mom, can we please watch just one more cartoon please if we promise to be quiet?
Me: (in my tired Mommy growl) No! Go get ready for bed!
Elena: (from down the hall) Grant, Mom said (impersonating my growl) NO!
On a walk...
Grant: Can we go that way?
Me: No, that's the highway. We need to go this way.
Grant: Oh, cuz we gotta go the Low-Way?
Our dear friend Christy that lives up the street from us was having plumbing issues one evening so she asked if she could come down and give her son Eliot a bath at our house. I told her that was fine as long as she didn't mind having two additional kids join in!
Elena: Eliot has a little pee-pee 'cause he is a baby...
Christy: Oh- ok.
Elena: ... and Grant has a big pee-pee 'cause he's a big boy...
Christy: Mmmm-hmmm
Elena:... and my Daddy has a really, really, really...
Christy: (yelling) Hey, Carly...
(this is especially funny because Rick is SO private and not a "naked person" at all!)
Elena: Mom, when I find a grasshopper, I'm gonna put him in an acorn so he can turn into a butterfly.
Me: OK!?!?
Elena: Can I have this?
Me: It's a mint and it's hard so you have to be careful not to choke on it.
Elena: Ok.
(a few mins later)
Elena: Mom, I ate my mint all gone.
Me: Ok.
Elena: Mom, I chewed it and then I swallowed it and you know if you do that, it makes your brain healfy (healthy)!
Grant fell asleep in our bed the other night. He was laying on Rick's arm, so I said I would carry him to his bed. We have a king size bed and he was right in the middle, so I had to kneel on the bed so I could reach him. OH MY GOODNESS! He has gotten so stinkin' heavy! I scooped him up and could barely move to get out of the bed. And then Rick and I got laughing so hard that I thought I was going to drop him. He was so zonked out and just dead-weight! I guess I haven't carried him to bed in a while. He's definitely not a baby anymore!
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