Showing posts with label terrible two's. Show all posts
Showing posts with label terrible two's. Show all posts

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Joelisms

He's got more "sayings". Joelisms, if you will. (i kinda stole this from you, Naomi. Thanks :))

Like,

If you ask him any question these days, the answer is typically, "I think so."

Or,

if he's tired? He always says "momma, scratch-a-back.", points to his back, and expects you to rub his back.

Or,

He's started to draw things. Like Daddy, mommy, a bunny, a snake, a panda stuck in a hole... a knife... you know. the usual. ahaha.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Before I Forget...

I need to start blogging all the cute things Joel says now-a-days.

Like this morning.

After being sent to his room for some debacle at breakfast, Joel stomps into the bathroom where i'm getting ready for church. He states the following in the most upset voice he can muster.

"Mom! My mom and dad won't let me eat my cereal for breakfast!"

I respond, "Do you need to tell your daddy sorry?"

"Oh."

He walks to the kitchen and says,
"Daddy, I'm uhh...."

I yell across the house, "SORRY!"

.....

He responds, "SORRY!"

He's just too funny. He'll come up to me and he'll say,
"mom, you have princess hair today."

Or,
"QUICK! TO THE TIME MACHINE!"

oh or,
"Mom, happy birthday. It's my birthday cake time!"

He's starting to pretend. He'll come up and ask for a pizza, or hamburger. I quickly "make" some and he carefully shares it with us. Or we guess what's inside of semi trucks. Lately the guess is candy. Or tires.

Or we'll be reading his scriptures and he'll tell me where Jesus is and where John the Baptist is. Or he'll explain how the Liahona works. Now that is fun to listen to.

He often will ask for his special friends at the park or any of his cousins.

He's so funny and smart and a brat and such a little boy. We love him so much.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Has it Started?


Have the terrible two's started? This morning while i was at the doctors and i got home to find a hole in Joel's shirt.

I asked Jared about it and he said, "yeah, he got a hold of your scissors."

Well, not too bad, I guess. Just a snip.

So after his nap, he snuck back into our room and i look over and he found the scissors again and was continuing to snip at his clothing....



I took the scissors away, and he laughed.

Great.