Kids Are For Comic Relief

Dude, my kid was hysterical on Friday. Here's a glimpse of some of his more laugh-worthy moments.

Liam: "What's your name?"
Girl: (silence)
Liam: "My name's Liam. What's your name?"
Girl: (silence)
Liam: (turns around to 3 small girls behind him, and references "silent" girl) Maybe she needs a little time to warm up to me. But, no worries--she will."

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Later that day at the Target Clinic...

Doctor: (places pulse ox meter on Liam's finger)
Liam: "Are you making me into Buzz Lightyear?"


Doctor: (types into computer)
Liam: "My daddy plays a song on a radio in his car. (sings) I DON'T NEED NO DOCTOR!"
Doctor & Me: *crack up hysterically*


Doctor: I'm going to check your ears.
Liam: (starts to wiggle)
Me: "Does that tickle?"
Doctor: "What rhymes with tickle?"
Liam: "How about pickle? (pause) Or fickle? (pause) Or nickel?"
Doctor: "OMG and those are real words! You can come back here anytime."

Have you blogged funny kid stuff before?

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Week In My Life: Friday

All this week I'll be doing my best to show you what a week in our life looks like on a day-to-day basis. Come play along by linking up over at Adventuroo. (She's the mastermind behind this.)

My wake-up call this morning was a little less adorable than the others this week. In rapid succession he turned every light on full blast on the upper level. Not quite the same as being smacked in the head with a stuffed animal, but every bit as jarring. He thought it was hysterical, I groaned. It worked out though as there wasn't much time for any snuggling as we needed to get up and at 'em for his school field trip.

It was raining out, so in addition to everything else we needed rain coats and at his insistence his new-ish umbrella. And we were off.

Oddly enough we ran into another friend of his who was there with her school, small world. Anywho we waited and checked out the pumpkins and tractors and killed a little time since we RSVP'd to meet at the farm instead of caravan with the folks from school. Finally we asked if the farm had heard from the school and they had canceled and not called to let me know. (Insert Frustrated Mamma Here)

So we drove all the way to school (he was about 90 minutes late) and in the end somehow I didn't end up on the email alert list letting folks now that it was canceled. Apparently they had let people know as early as Wednesday that it was likely to cancel. 

I decided to stay since there wasn't enough time to go home and they were supposed to have a fire drill. I'd stay more often, but it messes with Liam.

Which bring me to my favorite part of today. As we were walking out of school Liam's pants fell down. As soon as they reached his ankles he looked at me and said, "PUMBA, Not in front of the kids!" We laughed and laughed. This kid, he's got good comedic timing. 

On the way home, we saw some cows off to our left and went to investigate. We got one to moo, but another one stuck his tongue up his nose and that sent Liam into fits of laughter over and over and over again. Toddler laughter is really contagious.

After lunch we worked on a project for our Annual Pumpkin Carving Party. Liam picked out the ribbon, I picked out the bags and together we were a mad gluing machine.

Shortly after Tim got home from work, Liam insisted on playing "baseball game" to get one of us to sing him the National Anthem. We "play" this a couple of times every day, but it's the first time that we've done it when Tim's been home. 

Just as I was leaving for work, the boys set up the tent in the living room for a little camping action. It's always easier to leave them for work, when they are up to something fun.

Then it was off to work for me. Fortunately no clients showed up and I was able to come home much sooner than expected. We watched a little Top Chef Desserts and hit the hay since Liam had us up all night long the night before and we were both exhausted. We should have been cleaning for Nana who comes next week.

That was my Friday. What did you get up to?

I'd like to intoduce you to my mom...

"Momma your car is Lightening McQueen."

"Daddy's car is Mater."

"That's right buddy, momma has the cool car."

"Daddy's car is the rusted out hillbilly car. Make sure to tell him that."

"I will."

"Momma I am a digger truck and you are a hooker (tow truck)."

"Ahh, just like 'mater huh? That's nice buddy."

*TO WOMAN IN TARGET*

"My momma's a hooker!"

OH GOD KILL ME NOW!

Bump in the Night

Oooh...if only you could have been a fly on the wall of my living room Saturday night.

The hubs was out with the guys playing poker, Little Dude had long been dreaming of sugar plums in his crib, and I had just finished a few hours working to tame the inbox when I decided to call it a night.

I came up from the basement (completely sober) and headed over to the foyer to turn off the light. This was the beginning of the end as it were. I stared at the light switch in the "off" position for a good 40 seconds trying to figure out how the lights were "on" if the switch was "off".

"Hey Genius!! The lamp on the other side of the room is on."

So, I walked over to the other side of the room, clicked off the light and went to head upstairs with the monitor, a book and soda (of course).

This my friends is where in complete darkness I tried to climb the bookcase FOUR times. Not once, not twice, not three times but FOUR TIMES I tried to climb the bookcase before I realized that they were not in fact stairs.

Some days I'm a special kind of superstar.