Say Whaaa?

I don't know if you remember my first post about things I have heard coming out of my mouth lately, but here's another one!  I've had this saved as a draft and have been adding to it for a couple of months (when I've remember to). Here you go, simply for your enjoyment. 

"Hey! I don't care if you are a bird, that's fine, but please don't get so loud."

"Leave the lizard ALONE. Now." (I was referring to Kohen, who apparently was subject to the big boys imaginations.)

"Yay! You did great! Yes, now you may have some poo-poo candy."

"That's enough, stop arguing! That is neither loving or kind. Oh... I see... Well, please tell your toys that they need to be loving and kind also and that we don't talk to people like that."

"Why did you do that? I am not a napkin." (as Tristan repeats me from across the room, giggling... 'Momma's not a napkin.')

"Yes, baby. It will get dark later today just like it does everyday."

"Son, cover your mouth when you cough. Okay, next time you need to use your own arm... not mine."

"I've been looking for that sword!" (referring to my spatula that had been missing for a week.)

"Well, Buzz Lightyear has to obey momma too."

"Feet do not go in your mouth. Or on your tongue."


What are some things you've heard coming out of your mouth lately??

Bling!

I wasn't going to do this but one of the last times Brandon left for the weekend, he took my van keys with him and if it hadn't been for the spare set (which I found in his car after looking for 20 minutes) I would have been stranded. So brace yourself for a funny story that involves my hubby.

A few weekends ago, Brandon spent his weekend on a hunt. He went out to a ranch in West Texas and worked with a ministry that takes young students out on hunts and spends the weekend pouring into them spiritually. It really couldn't get any better to him than that: Ministry AND hunting?! Wow. He had a great time.

Prior to him going we had been having an ongoing debate about both of us wanting to get some new earbuds and who really needed them most. You see, I washed a pair of earbuds (his) that he had left in his pullover pocket. Okay, so I might have neglected to check the pocket but regardless, they were washed.

Surprisingly, even after the earbuds were washed, they still work! Crinkled, curly and all. They work. But he wanted new ones.

The earbuds I have been using aren't the most comfortable and the left ear piece is a little broken. So I wanted new ones.  

We were talking on the phone while he's on his way to his weekend-ministry-hunt and he tells me before he left he bought some new earbuds. He bragged about how he got a heck of a deal and only spend $6 on them! He was soooo impressed with himself for finding them. Punk. Well, I pretended to be happy for him. And I got over it and went on, enjoying my weekend with family.

Fast forward to him coming back. I asked him about his weekend, the youth, the hunts, etc. Then I asked how he liked his new earbuds.

He says, "Yes, I like them... it's just... well... I didn't realize when I bought them that they were 'BlingBuds'."

Trying not to crack a smile I ask, "And what exactly are 'BlingBuds'?"

And then he showed me... 

Brandon wearing his "BlingBuds"

It was then I completely lost it, "Bahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!"

It doesn't get much better than that. Does it? 

Oh and by the way... he still uses them.

Say what?

Some things I have heard coming out of my mouth lately...

"No, Mommy doesn't have another baby in her tummy right now. I'm glad you want more brothers but not yet. No, you and Peyton do not have babies in your tummy. No you don't. Because boys can't have babies, only mommies can. Nope, not daddy either."

"Do not lick your brother!"

"Peyton, Mommy doesn't have a peepee. No sir, you may not see. Yes, you have a peepee. And Daddy. And Tristan. And Kohen. No, I do not have a peepee. No, you may not see. Go in there and let me finish going potty by myself! No, I do not. Now, go."

"What are you chewing on???"

"I know you went potty yesterday but you need to go again... today."

"Peyton, pl... Oh, excuse me. I'm sorry. Buzz, please get another bite."

"No baby, we don't need a puppy. Because we have a Kohen. Yes, he's kind of like a puppy."

"Where did you get that?! Eeeeewwww! No, that is not playdough that is a booger. And we do not play with boogers!"

"Can you say, Momma? Yes, Dada Dada. I know you can say that!"