Monday, December 13, 2010

Mis-macth Monday

Coy walks into our room with a stripped, multi colored babys hat on his head, topped with a lopsided cowboy hat. He's holding his stuffed  blue puppy with one arm, dragging an etch-a-sketch by the pen and string with the opposit hand.

Wait - there's more.

He has a pacifier. In his mouth - and he's 2 years old.

He sees me, drops the etch-a-sketch, whips the paci out his peanut butter and jelly covered mouth and exclaimes "puppys fier! puppy's fier!" as he stuffs the pacifier in the puppys sewn shut mouth.

Wait - there's still more.

"Puppy needs food!!!"

More...

"Puppy tinky". Pretty sure it's actually himself that he's smelling.

WELCOME TO MY WORLD WITH A WONDERFUL TWO YEAR OLD!

What I won't advertise, is that he woke up at 6 and was already sent back to bed with a spank by 7:30

1 comment:

Sarah Heyes said...

Ahhh gotta love those moments when all you can do is laugh! Wish I could put some of those kinds of things in a little time capsule and keep them forever!