QotM. #0334:
"Okay, Mommy, you have 2 choices. You can either play a race with Lightning McQueen and The King and see who goes farther or you can play Memory. What do you pick?"
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"Okay, Mommy, you have 2 choices. You can either play a race with Lightning McQueen and The King and see who goes farther or you can play Memory. What do you pick?"
"Uh oh...this train just broke. But I'm happy because now Silas has one, and I have one!"
Mommy: "I love you, Luke."
Luke: "I love you, too...I don't have a tag in my shirt."
"Where carseat go? Where seatbelt go?"
- Silas pointing to the passenger side of his yellow, convertible, 2-seater Hotwheel car
Silas {pointing to his shaped Pop-Tart}: "Boat!"
Luke: "Pop-Tarts are made of eating, and boats are made of wood to swim."
"It smells like jellyfish!"
- Luke after I applied mosquito repellent
Silas: "Where Mommy go?"
Daddy: "She went to ballet."
Luke: "Well, she's probably still driving there right now."
Daddy: "Yes, you're right! How long do you think it will take her to get there?"
Luke: "30...40 pounds feet."
Luke: "{burp} Excus... wait. I want to say the other thing Mommy taught me."
Daddy: "Whoops?"
Luke: "No. That's what you say when you fall down."
Daddy: "Look out?"
Luke: "No. That's what you say when you're in the street and a car hits you."
Man, are you fun! And cute? Come ON! We can't believe that you're already two, Silas -- you simply could not be more sweetly innocent.
This last year with you has just been the greatest. From your belly laugh to your non-stop "thank you, Mommy; thank you, Daddy"s, you knock us out. We can't wait to see what this third year brings!
Love,
Mommy & Daddy
Mommy {looking through a gardening catalog}: "Tomatoes, peppers, strawberries...what would you like to grow to eat?"
Luke: "Umm...peanut butter and jelly!"
Luke: "P...P...Pee! Pee starts with P!"
Daddy: "That's right, Luke. What else starts with P?"
Luke: "N...N...Number 1!"
Mommy {tickling Silas}: "Are you ticklish?"
Silas: "No...[I'm] Silas!"
Daddy: "...and all my little brothers will be there. They're some of your uncles!"
Luke: "But they're not your little brothers anymore because they're sooooo tall!"
Luke: "I have brown hair, Silas has blonde hair, Daddy has black hair..."
Jeanine: "And some people have red hair."
Luke: "Yes! And blue!"
Jeanine: "Blue hair? Who do you know that has blue hair?"
Luke: "Some of the teachers at my school."
{singing} "I'm a little teapot, short and brown. Here is my teapot, here is the ground!"
{pointing to the back of a truck} "Oh, look! That car crashed into that truck! Or maybe it just made a loud noise."
Daddy: "Okay, Silas. I'm going to work. Can I have a hug and a kiss?"
Silas: "Yes! Sure can!"
Luke {putting on a t-shirt}: "This is a big shirt."
Daddy: "I know it."
Luke: "How big is it?"
Daddy: "I think it's probably a Large."
Luke: "I think it's probably a 4T...or a 5T."
Luke knows his sizes.
Luke: "I'm happy to see you guys!"
Mommy: "We're happy to see you, too!"
Luke: "And Silas, I'm happy to see your itty bitty toes."
Daddy: "Alright, Luke, let's put on your socks."
Luke {picking between his toes}: "Wait, Daddy. I need to make sure there isn't any fluffy."