Kids say the darnedest things

I don't really have much to report except that Will has said some amusing things lately. The other night I was sitting on the couch and Will was playing and he looked up and said "Mommy, are you a brownie lover?" I have no idea where he got that from.

I told Will that Grandpa Dickerson's birthday was coming up and asked him what we should get him. I said, "What should we get Grandpa for his birthday Will?" and Will looked at me and said "A present." (duh Mom) I said "What kind of present?" and Will thought for a second and said "A monkey and the Fox and the Hound movie." Alright then. I'm sure he will enjoy those.

I was talking to Bryce about something the other day and Will looked over and said "Mommy's freaking out."

Yesterday Will was pretty much a terror the entire day and after spending 2 hours trying to forcibly improve his mood by forcing him to take a nap I gave up and strapped him in his booster seat for a time-out. He spent the next 15 minutes yelling "Scrubbing power!" over and over.

Will informed me yesterday that his snack got taken away in nursery at church on Sunday because he "kept putting the animal crackers in the water" and the "teacher said no" and "took his snacks." I said "Did that make you sad?" and he said "No!" with a huge grin. Will loves nursery, but I'm sure he is a handful for the teachers.

On Saturday we went out to run some errands and Will fell asleep in the car on the way home at 6:30. He hadn't had a nap so he was exhausted and rather than wake him up I just took him up to his bed when we got home. Of course, he woke up at about 8:30 and wouldn't stop crying. I asked him if he wanted some warm milk because that is what he usually asks for at night when he is tired, but doesn't want to admit it. He started rolling on the floor and screaming "No warm milky" over and over. I went and got him some anyways and when he saw me coming he started screaming even louder. I picked him up and put him on the couch and was holding the milk and Will grabbed my arm and was directing the cup towards his mouth while still screaming "No warm milky!!" Why do little kids think falling asleep is the worst thing in the entire world? If someone brought me a warm drink and wrapped me in a blanket I would happily comply.

Will has added "babe" to his vocab...as in "Thanks babe!" or "Here you go babe!"

Every morning I ask Will what he dreamed about last night and every morning he says "Clouds" matter-of-factly.

Lately Will keeps sticking his fingers in his mouth. He has never sucked his thumb-not even when he was a baby, but when he is getting a new tooth or nervous he will stick like his whole hand in his mouth. I think maybe he is getting some molars because he has been doing it a ton lately. I asked him why he had his fingers in his mouth and he said "They're yummy!" Ok.

Will has figured out that there is nothing keeping him in his new twin bed at night. Luckily, he doesn't get out of bed in the middle of the night, but lately trying to get him to go to sleep is a challenge because the moment you leave the room he gets out of bed and sneaks down the stairs. The other night Bryce put him to bed and a few minutes later I hear some noises and look over and see little fingers wrapped around the wall at the bottom of the stairs. I didn't say anything and a minute later he poked his head around and started giggling. Bryce went and put him back in bed and then waited in the hall in the dark. Sure enough, a minute later Will opened the door and stepped out so Bryce jumped out and said "What are you doing?!" I think Will about had a heart attack- but then he started laughing. Bryce put him back in bed and then we repeated the whole cycle again, but this time I waited in the hallway and scared him. Of course, we were only making things worse because he thought it was hysterical. When Will got over the initial shock he would say "I scared Mommy!" He says that whenever I sneak up on him or surprise him or whatever - "I scared Mommy!"

Every morning Will wakes up and gets out of bed and comes into my room and says "Hi Mommy! I woke up! Wake-up Mommy!"...it is pretty cute...but usually pretty early too.

In Sawyer's world- he continues to be happy and sweet and calm. He is napping at the moment. I have heard him blow bubbles and make a raspberry noise several times in the past, but last Tuesday evening I was playing with him and he figured out that he could blow bubbles on demand and was clearly pleased with himself. He giggled at me on Nov. 2nd--the first time I've heard it. I've only heard it 3 more times since and each time it has just been a tiny "huh huh". He is very smiley, but not a big laugher yet.

None of this is very exciting, but I'm trying to write things down that I otherwise won't remember a month from now. It is even less exciting because I don't have any pictures to go with it thanks to the broken state of both of our laptops. This desktop doesn't have any way to add pictures from a memory card that I know of, so alas, no pics for now.

My mom and dad are flying in tomorrow. I asked Will "who is coming to visit you?" and he said "Grandpa Dickerson brings you monies!" Clearly he is looking forward to robbing Grandpa of his monies. Sawyer's 4 month appointment is tomorrow. How time flies.