DD (3) (lifts up my shirt) : I want to talk to the baby. Me: **giggles. ** DD: eww mommy your belly button is sticking out. (she tries to push it back in) Me: yep it happens sometimes when people have babies in their bellies. I had it with you too and it went back after you were born and it will probably happen again after your sister gets here. DD: why does it happen? Me: I'm not sure honey. That is a hard one. Only doctors will be able to explain that. DD: (looks at DH) daddy we have to go to the doctor so she can tell me about babies.
While putting sunscreen on my 4yr old this morning:
He is quite happy putting on sunscreen and cheerful.
Me: You are getting kind of tan, buddy. DS1: (complete and total meltdown) Me: What's wrong? DS1: I don't want to be brown!! Me: Sweety, there is nothing wrong with being a bit tan, it's ok! DS1: I'm scared to be brown! I don't want to be brown! Me: DS1, Daddy gets tanned every summer, it's ok. DS1: He does? Ok then.
And he goes off perfectly happy to put his shoes on.
@cmessamore My son's new thing is never ever. It started to rain on the way to daycare on water day and he says he's never ever going to get water day. I took a wring turn to drop him off at our friend's house and he's never ever going to be able to go to Aunt Caitlin's house. He's so dramatic lately!
Me: Alright DS2, you get to hang out in the high chair, where you are stationary and happy. DS2: happy gurgles and laughing DS1: (worried) Mom, are we leaving him here? We are not going to leave him here are we? Me: No, sweety, he's coming home with us. DS1: Oh good. This is too far to visit all the time.
Bonus: DS1: I'm going to have 4 kids, but I'll have 10 if you want me too!
So this morning my almost 4 year old asks me who put a baby in my belly. Trying not to panic I calmly tell him daddy did hoping that would be the end of it. Nope! DS: Did he make a hole? Me: ummm, something like that. DS: Did it hurt? DS: Did he use a shovel? DS: How did he fix the hole? Me: How about you ask daddy when he picks you up from school!
This is not a conversation I expected to have with a 3 year old!
DS1 has been telling me lately all about what he is going to have at "his house" when he's all grown up. Yesterday he was telling me about the people who are going to come and visit him, like he'll have friends and a mommy, and pets...
Me: Sweety, I'm your mommy. DS1: Even when I'm in my own home? Me: Yes, even then. I will always be your mommy, no matter where you are. DS1: Always? Me: Yup. DS1: *mind blown*
I wish I had a picture of his face in that moment, but he was just shocked by the idea that I would always be his mommy forever.
DD naturally has been very into "having her own baby" lately. Yesterday she comes into the kitchen to announce that the baby she was holding just came out of her belly. I said "wow DD you are moving around great for just having a baby. You know Mommies are usually tired and sore after their babies are born." Without missing a beat she responds "well I'm not as old as you"
Me: D, why don't you go color in your new coloring book? DS1 : I can't mom, I need to poop today. Me: .... Me: Honey, you can do both in the same day. DS1 : But Mom, I can't do them at the same time! Me: You don't have to do them at the same time, you can do one and then the other. DS1 : Oh! Ok.
Re: STM+ sh*t my kid says
Me: **giggles. **
DD: eww mommy your belly button is sticking out. (she tries to push it back in)
Me: yep it happens sometimes when people have babies in their bellies. I had it with you too and it went back after you were born and it will probably happen again after your sister gets here.
DD: why does it happen?
Me: I'm not sure honey. That is a hard one. Only doctors will be able to explain that.
DD: (looks at DH) daddy we have to go to the doctor so she can tell me about babies.
Good luck doc. Lol
He is quite happy putting on sunscreen and cheerful.
Me: You are getting kind of tan, buddy.
DS1: (complete and total meltdown)
Me: What's wrong?
DS1: I don't want to be brown!!
Me: Sweety, there is nothing wrong with being a bit tan, it's ok!
DS1: I'm scared to be brown! I don't want to be brown!
Me: DS1, Daddy gets tanned every summer, it's ok.
DS1: He does? Ok then.
And he goes off perfectly happy to put his shoes on.
My son's new thing is never ever. It started to rain on the way to daycare on water day and he says he's never ever going to get water day. I took a wring turn to drop him off at our friend's house and he's never ever going to be able to go to Aunt Caitlin's house. He's so dramatic lately!
Me: Alright DS2, you get to hang out in the high chair, where you are stationary and happy.
DS2: happy gurgles and laughing
DS1: (worried) Mom, are we leaving him here? We are not going to leave him here are we?
Me: No, sweety, he's coming home with us.
DS1: Oh good. This is too far to visit all the time.
Bonus:
DS1: I'm going to have 4 kids, but I'll have 10 if you want me too!
DS: Did he make a hole?
Me: ummm, something like that.
DS: Did it hurt?
DS: Did he use a shovel?
DS: How did he fix the hole?
Me: How about you ask daddy when he picks you up from school!
This is not a conversation I expected to have with a 3 year old!
Us: DD, stop jumping on your bed!!
DD: what am I suppose to do? Just lay here and be bored?!?
Me: Sweety, I'm your mommy.
DS1: Even when I'm in my own home?
Me: Yes, even then. I will always be your mommy, no matter where you are.
DS1: Always?
Me: Yup.
DS1: *mind blown*
I wish I had a picture of his face in that moment, but he was just shocked by the idea that I would always be his mommy forever.
Without missing a beat she responds "well I'm not as old as you"
DS1 : I can't mom, I need to poop today.
Me: ....
Me: Honey, you can do both in the same day.
DS1 : But Mom, I can't do them at the same time!
Me: You don't have to do them at the same time, you can do one and then the other.
DS1 : Oh! Ok.
Me: *Smiles & bends forward to return hug* "Hey Love! Thank you 4 my hug!"
DS: "Welcome Mama, can I get pick up?" (Can You pick me up?)
Me: No Son you can't "get a pick up," your sister is in the way. Besides, you're a big boy now & mommy is big too.
DS: *looks frustrated & sighs* "Ugghhh, Mamaaaa...Tell her scoot over!"
Me: "Sorry Bud, She's not able 2 move over for you. She's actually balled up as we speak."
DS: *Throws hands up & runs back to his room watching minions* Lol
DD: I don't want you to be 200 pounds
Me: well it's mostly baby and I have double the amount of blood
DD: .....and food.....