sky: i need some lipstick.
me: why?
sky: my lips are rude.
me: what do you mean your lips are rude?
sky: they're saying mean things.
me: oh yea.
sky: yea.
me: hmmm. well, what is the lipstick going to do for your lips.
sky: make them stop.
where in the heck do kids come up with some of the things they say. i couldn't help but laugh at her at the time and then later, i revisted the story and asked her what her lips were being rude about. she told me they were saying things like 'i don't like you' to her brother. i told her that she needed to tell her lips to stop saying that, with or without lipstick. quite a story to try and get some lipstick, huh?
and ryder...
another bitter sweet hurdle conquered (i think). today is day three of potty training. no diaper at all today. he's still having an accident or two each day but overall, doing great. i just can't believe it. i dreamed for this day, this day of no more diapers. and just a few weeks ago, i settled on the fact that ryder wasn't going to be potty trained in time for preschool this year (they have to be three and potty trained to attend...ryder gets to go younger [he'll be three the end of Dec] b/c he has a sibling at the preschool). then the other day, out of the blue, he wanted to go potty in the toilet. woo hoo. and it's been potty on the toilet ever since. but like i said, it's bitter sweet; another sure sign of my baby boy growing up and that part makes me sad. my baby is growing up...and growing up too fast. :-(
the photos below:
the photo of sky is one of my new favorites "a single tear". she was fine (i don't even remember what she had cried about)...i had turned to look at her and noticed this single little tear on her face. i hurried and got my camera and got this photograph, which i so love.
the other photo obviously was real flowing tears...of temper tantrum, not necessarily sadness. it's what happens when mommy takes photos of skyler instead of him. he says he wants his picture taken but then he doesn't look, moves all around, etc. when i try. poor guy.
me: why?
sky: my lips are rude.
me: what do you mean your lips are rude?
sky: they're saying mean things.
me: oh yea.
sky: yea.
me: hmmm. well, what is the lipstick going to do for your lips.
sky: make them stop.
where in the heck do kids come up with some of the things they say. i couldn't help but laugh at her at the time and then later, i revisted the story and asked her what her lips were being rude about. she told me they were saying things like 'i don't like you' to her brother. i told her that she needed to tell her lips to stop saying that, with or without lipstick. quite a story to try and get some lipstick, huh?
and ryder...
another bitter sweet hurdle conquered (i think). today is day three of potty training. no diaper at all today. he's still having an accident or two each day but overall, doing great. i just can't believe it. i dreamed for this day, this day of no more diapers. and just a few weeks ago, i settled on the fact that ryder wasn't going to be potty trained in time for preschool this year (they have to be three and potty trained to attend...ryder gets to go younger [he'll be three the end of Dec] b/c he has a sibling at the preschool). then the other day, out of the blue, he wanted to go potty in the toilet. woo hoo. and it's been potty on the toilet ever since. but like i said, it's bitter sweet; another sure sign of my baby boy growing up and that part makes me sad. my baby is growing up...and growing up too fast. :-(
the photos below:
the photo of sky is one of my new favorites "a single tear". she was fine (i don't even remember what she had cried about)...i had turned to look at her and noticed this single little tear on her face. i hurried and got my camera and got this photograph, which i so love.
the other photo obviously was real flowing tears...of temper tantrum, not necessarily sadness. it's what happens when mommy takes photos of skyler instead of him. he says he wants his picture taken but then he doesn't look, moves all around, etc. when i try. poor guy.
My lips are being rude. I love that!
Poor little Ryder :)
omg! hehehehe --- hey, i think ALL my kids need lipstick! ;-)
Thanks for sharing that sweet story Deb.
omg *i* almost get tears reading your funny stories. i miss you guys so much :(
i must need some lipstick too, i think.