Never go over mine fridge

Favorite game of my boys is "never go over mine fridge"

This game is played by blocking a doorway and shouting "Never go over mine fridge!"

I THINK that they mean "bridge" and they are like bridge trolls when they do this.

It's a careful game, sometimes it will offend them highly when you pick them up and move them to get by, sometimes they will laugh.

It's best when Ethan plays it, His arms doing actually span the doorway that they most often play this in, so he sorta pongs from one edge to the other with his cute little arms stretched. You have to take him very seriously though, as if you could not possibly cross without his permission. He will say, "Mine fridge" over and over.

The whole statement is funny because of the outstanding toddler grammar. First of all Stephen is all about absolutes right now "NEVER" this, "ALWAYS" that. Then you have the use of "mine" instead of "my". This will probably be something that Stephen's kindergarden teacher will have to break because Brian and I are powerless to resist the cuteness. We dream of getting him to say "Mine souffle!" *Futurama referance*


In other news the Dr. called and they FINALLY have lab work on all the poop I collected. Turns out they have some sort of yeast/fungal infection of the intestine? Hurts my brain. Anyhow it won't go away on it's own, althought they seem lots better. So I purchased $70 of medicine yesterday to combat this.

The answer is yes

this photo is of Stephen drawing a "map" on the dry erase board in my craft room.

Stephen's new thing, if you tell him no and he wants something is to retort with "The answer is YES!"

S: Can I have some that soda?

M: No

S: the answer's yes

M: no

S: I said, the answer's yes

Oh also cute, right now he wants me to pick him up to see what I'm typing better. As I cannot hold him AND type to you I'm not, he's saying "Make me tall! Make me tall mommy! I want to see that Stephen on that puter!"

friends for ever and ever.

In the car on the way home Ethan was fussy and overtired and crying

S: Don't cry Ethie, I'll be your brother friend for EVER and EVER

awwwwww

didn't stop Ethan's crying though

I'm not two boys!

Stephen is potty training this week.

It has it's ups and downs. I'm sure you can imagine, I won't get into it.

But tonight he had a mess. I had to clean it up. I wasn't thrilled.

After cleaning up and during bedtime I said, "you need to be a big boy now"

S: *holds both sides of my face and leans into me* But I want to be your baby
M: You will always be my baby, but you are a big boy now too
S: Mommy, I'm not a big boy and a baby, I'm not two boys.

Grocery store

Stephenism (from last night)

M: I think we are going to the grocery store tonight
S: No mommy, the grocery store is poop.

later

M: lets put on your clothes so we can go to the grocery store
S: *sigh* well, go to the grocery store is poop, but ok mommy

I'm proud of you

Stephenism:

I make breakfast, it's ceral with a bowl and milk and a spoon. (you have to say it all in one breath)

S: Thank you mommy
M: You are welcome baby
S: mommy I'm proud of you
M: for what baby?
S: Mommy I'm proud of you making this ceral me eat.




Ethan is a bit sick today, just a cold (yes AGAIN) but he's sleepy and grouchy. Stephen colored by himself today and I hear him in there saying

I'm gonna color this, but no Ethie, I hope that Ethie brother feels better real soon!



AWWWWW.

juice

S: what is it mommy?
M: What is what? *not really paying attention*
S: This? *points to pic in magazine I can't see it from where I'm sitting*
M: mmm?
S: Maybe it's fart juice?

Afriad of Cake

We hear Stephen crying in his room.

He has nightmares so we go in.

He never opens his eyes for this conversation:


S: I hate it.
M: What do you hate?
S: I hate cake. (sounds scared)
M: Don't worry, I won't let the cake get you.

He falls back asleep as I give him his puppies.


Oh and on an unrelated note Brian and I have food poisoning and I think we may die.

New format and tags

Ok, there is a new addition to this blog

Stephenisms. If Ethan starts putting more than one word together and making sentences he will get his own tags. The tags are the lables at the end of the posts. I will type, "Stephenism" when that's one, then later you can click that and get ALL the cute things together.

These posts will be WAY more frequent than my normal postings because they come up almost every day. I tell my friends and they all say, "Erin you HAVE to write this down". So instead of that I'm gonna type them here and we can all enjoy them.

Ok, Stephenism number one:

Stephen is eating goldfish crackers in a bowl and comes up to me.

I want one of course (they are like crack)

I say, "Can I have a cracker?"

S: No

M: Please

S: I guess nope

M: Well then you are a stinker fart

S: Well then I'm a sninker fart, but you no have crackers


I guess he told me