Thursday March 4, 2010
cohen: “let’s look for the pretend boy that’s crying, he is hard to find.”
me, thinking it’s cute he’s pretending but slightly weirded out: “i’ll help you. where do you think he is?”
cohen: “the other side.” (CREEPY!)
me, trying not to think that my son is possessed: “cohen, the other side of what?”
cohen, very matter of fact: “the family room.” (not creepy, phew.)
cohen: “easter is almost here.”
me: “what happens then?”
cohen: “there are presents in the easter bag!”
cohen: “oh, there’s a piece of easter!.... grass. i forgot to clean that up.”
et cetera.
Wednesday March 3, 2010
cohen never says “excuse me”, but he always says “excuse us.”
et cetera.
Wednesday March 3, 2010
it’s morning time in our household. avery had been awake for a while, but was playing nicely in her crib with her dolls. or so we thought. i eventually go in to get her. and there she is, stark naked in her crib, playing with her pjs and wet diaper (praise God she hadn’t pooped during the night). she had somehow removed her pjs (never had done that before) and zipped them up inside out (wha?), and then removed her diaper. i can’t blame her, the diaper was full. anyway, for my hilarious discovery i received an excited “daddy!” and she handed me the wet diaper.
thanks aves.
et cetera.
Friday February 12, 2010
backstory: i had already filled the bathtub for bath-time. when i went to get cohen for bath-time, he started putting up a bit of a stink and ran away from me. moments later (and after time-out)...
cohen, whose left pant leg was wet up to his knee: “my pants are wet.”
me: “i see that, what happened?”
cohen: “i went to the bathtub and tried to hide in the water.”
me, suppressing laughter: “really?”
cohen: “yeah, it didn’t work.”
me, no longer doing a good job of suppressing laughter: “yeah, hiding in the water isn’t a good idea.”
cohen: “yeah, it didn’t work,” then he starts laughing, “cohen’s funny! it didn’t work!”
about fifteen minutes after we read stories and put the little man to bed, we hear him calling for us…
cohen: “mommy! there’s pee-pee everywhere!”
so, while mommy changed him, i changed his bedsheets…
cohen: “pee-pee was on my leg. my foot was wet, so i wiped it with a sheet. i thought that was a good idea. it wasn’t,” laughing, “it wasn’t a good idea.”
and, once his bed was made…
cohen: “thanks for making my bed guys.”
et cetera.
Friday February 12, 2010
cohen: “mommy, i’m hungry.”
mandy: “well, what do you want to eat?”
cohen: “you pick.”
mandy: “how about a cereal bar?”
cohen: “no, crackers.”
cohen, to dutch: “you’re treading on thin ice.”
et cetera.
Wednesday February 10, 2010
cohen, while balancing on the armrest of a chair: “look dad, i’m bounce-aling.”
et cetera.
Sunday February 7, 2010
the number of mugs filled with coffee spilt by the respective parties:
cohen, in his entire 3.1287671 years of life: one (1), at the dinner table (i.e.: no big deal).
avery, in the last 3 months: four (4), all on our family room carpet.
i now use travel mugs in my own home.
et cetera.
Friday February 5, 2010
cohen: “zip up mommy in a pancake.”
cohen: “avery is funny. avery is funny. avery has a funny face.”
cohen: “guess what? i love you.”
me: “hey cohen, you’re so fine, you’re so fine, you blow my mind, hey cohen!”
cohen, looking at mommy: “what’s he talking about?”
et cetera.
