There are some things you really look forward to having your kids learn, like how to crawl, eat with a spoon, or count to 10. But instead of learning how to walk, Alex has decided to learn how to bite. I was holding my sweet son earlier today when he randomly decided to sink his teeth into my shoulder. He bit down really slowly like... hmm... I wonder what will happen if I do this. Well, he found out exactly what would happen when Mommy took his little arm and bit him back. He looked at me with this totally confused expression, formed his mouth into a little pout, and started to cry. I loved him better, and I hope I won't ever have to bite him again.
As for Adam, he has been picking up fun little phrases at school. Nothing bad, but still sometimes its things I'd rather him not be saying at 3 years old. His favorite this week is, "Holy shoot!" I wish he'd say something else like, "Oh my goodness," or at least "Holy crap." I just worry that "Holy shoot" is a little too close to the alternative and that all it will take is overhearing that choice phrase once and he might try it on for size. He's also picked up, "Missed me, missed me, now you have to kiss me," but I think that one is cute.
BOY TRAPPED
Where the inside of my mind leaks onto the screen.
Friday, April 18, 2008
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