Hayden: Dad said I'm the most awthometht, goodetht thkier (skier) who'th five in our family! AND, I don't have to go to thki thchool anymore.
(I checked with Arthur, and he didn't actually say that last part. Wishful thinking on Hayden's part.)
Daphne: No Hayden! I already cleaned that. You're making it TOO clean!
We've been working on pottytraining Sydney for the last few months, and I'm elated to report that she basically has it down. But she also is very particular about her potty routine and doing everything herself, but with me observing, so it's a little exasperating, especially when I'm in the middle of something, and have to stop for 5 minutes to watch Sydney take care of business. First we go in the bathroom, and she says, "Lock the door." If the door isn't locked, she won't go. We go through a whole process with Sydney calling the shots, and if something is done out of order, or I do it instead of her, I'm toast. The other day, I was in a rush and flushed the toilet for her. She freaked out crying, "You not flush the toilet! Sydney flush the toilet! I go potty again!" And she sat back on the toilet. Wow. Early signs of OCD or just a normal 2-year-old? I'm not sure . . .
Once in awhile she'll go all by herself--(praise!) Last night, she came all the way downstairs to tell me, "Mom! I go'd potty all by myself! Come see my poop!" So I hauled my pregnant self upstairs to witness her success, and give her high-fives and fist-bumps. :) Enjoying the moments over here.
Me: (to Sydney) Good morning, Sunshine!
Sydney: I NOT a sunshine!
Me: No, you are not.
Me: Sydney, I think you are turning out to be kind-of a Type A personality.
Sydney: I NOT a purple barbie. I am BRAVE! (meaning Merida, from Brave.)
One day after we'd had a family home evening lesson about not quarreling, I heard Hayden reprimand Dallin & Daphne who were going at it. He said, "Guyth, don't you remember family night? We want the thpirit in our house, and he can't thtay here when you're fighting!"
Music to my ears!
Daphne: Hayden, I can't remember! You know I have a boggle brain.
Me: What's a boggle brain?
Daphne: I don't know. A brain that forgets stuff?
Sean: Hayden, Daddy knows how to be handsome. That's how he got Mom to marry him.
The first day back to school after winter break Sean said, "My brain really hurts." Daphne asked, "Your brain or your head?" Sean thought a minute and replied, "My brain." I totally empathized with him. By the third day of waking up early and rushing out the door every morning, I was ready for summer vacation already.
Sydney: Knock, knock!
Me: Who's there?
Sydney: Terrupting cow.
Me: Interrupting cow, who?
She's supposed to interrupt and say MOOO while I'm asking my question, but the cute thing is that she doesn't quite have the timing down, so she waits for my question to finish and then her face lights up and she yells, "MOOOO!!!"
It's Hayden's week to clear out the dishwasher. He hates it with every fiber of his being. So the other day he was clearing out the dishwasher and grumbling with every item he took out. And as soon as the racks were empty, I started filling it back up with the dishes in the sink. He saw what I was doing and accused, "Oh GREAT Mom! I know what you're doing. You're jutht putting more disheth in for me to clear out!!!" Yep, Hayden. Welcome to my life!
Hayden: I'm totally into football. . . And teddy bearth. (bears)
During an advertisement for a Wiggles Music DVD, the announcer said, "Look for it NOW on DVD!" Hayden said, "Uh . . . no thank you."
Sydney: Mom? Mom. Mom. Look at me, Mom. Can I watch Rapunzel?
Me: Uhhhh . . . .
Sydney: Look at me, Mom. (putting one hand on each side of my face) CAN . . . I . . . WATCH. . . RA- . . . PUNZEL? (nodding her head yes, while she asked me more slowly)
Hayden: (in family prayer) Pleathe bleth that no one in our family will die until
they are REAAAL old!
Sydney dancing and singing to herself in the family room, "I am the queen! I am the queen!
I am the queen!"
Me: Hayden, did you show your friends your new coat today?
Hayden: Oh they thaw it alright!
Hayden: that guy is riding a motorcycle without a helmet!
Me: Kinda dangerous, right? Like not buckling your seatbelt.
Hayden: Well, I only unbuckle when we're in the village.
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This morning, everyone was loading in the car and I sent Sydney to go climb in her carseat while I grabbed my purse. She came flying back into the house as fast as I've ever seen her move, screaming in terror, "She's gonna get me!" At first I thought Daphne had done something to scare her, but when I carried her back outside, I saw the culprit: A cockroach lying on its back with its legs twitching.
Me: Sean, this shirt looks like it's too small for you.
Sean: Oh yeah, Mom, I haven't worn that shirt in generations!
Sydney: Mom, you like to paint your nails?
Me: Well, we painted our nails yesterday and the day before.
I don't like to paint my nails EVERY day.
Sydney: Yes you do.
