oh nooooooes!

Little Frog

My youngest nephew, Little Frog, is a huge Looney Tunes fan and when he's being good he gets to watch it as a treat during his rest time. Today was one such day so we (my sister, mother, and I) were mystified when he left his rest time and his cartoons and came to the living room in tears. After much cajoling we finally figured out what had upset him so badly:


Apparently, the episode that came on was in black and white instead of in color. 


He was convinced that the television was broken and he could no longer watch Looney Tunes. We couldn't convince him otherwise and he cried himself to sleep. We couldn't stop laughing for a good ten minutes as he sobbed and someday this picture is getting shown to a girlfriend.

Conversations Moms Love to Hear

"[Trooper], what do you think the worst invention in the world is?"

"Clothes."

I'm like Yoda.

 "Mommy, you're like Yoda. Old and wise... Well, not as old but you're wise and you DO have a cane." 

-Trooper, age 9

Boston Beer Festival?

 "I'm considering making a little wine cellar with me and Daddy in it. Actually a wine and beer cellar."

-Captain Awesome,

(concerning LEGOS)

(Though he finally settled on the Boston Beer Festival, I am now re-examining our parenting.)

smooth criminal

Overheard today:

"Watch out, [Trooper]! Mommy just cleaned the window with a dangerous criminal and you shouldn't touch it."

I've always thought that Windex was a bit shady.....

not a kid word

(Some things are too funny not to share.)

This is the conversation that I overheard today.

Darth Toddler:                Holy Craps!

Little Man:       That's not a kid word.

Darth Toddler:                      SUCKS!

Little Man:                  Not a kid word.

Darth Toddler:   Oh mannnnnnnnn...

Little Man:                           Kid word.

jesus and the telephone pole

Darth Toddler: Where does Jesus live?

Little Man: He lives in Heaven with God. He lives in Heaven because he died.

Darth Toddler: *wide eyed*

Little Man (solemnly): Yeah, he was killed by a telephone pole. Just like in Mommy’s book. Right, Mommy?

Me: *blink*