If my three-year old was my boyfriend, I'd be single...
This morning as I was getting dressed, Satchel came up to me and said, "Mommy, your tummy's getting bigger."
Uh-huh
"Ohh, do you think there might be a baby in there?"
Uh...no
Then he came closer. "Mommy! You have a butt on your stomach!"
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Speaking of butts...
Satchel's response to everything I say is, "Mommy, but...Mommy, but..."
He'll say it two or three times, usually a mile a minute, so that it sounds like my name is Mommy Butt.
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When he isn't coming up with terms of endearment, he is coming up with insults. Stinky Head, Poopoo Head, Stinky Doodie Head, etc. Jiro has annoyed him so much that he has simply run out of interesting things to call him. So now he is simply known as Jiro Head.
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Speaking of Jiro...
Warren said Satchel was laughing in his sleep last night. He asked Satchel, "What's so funny?"
"I was dreaming Jiro was a puppy!" he replied.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
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Kids are so funny! And so uncensored. Connor is happy to ignore my big belly these days, but I'm sure he'll view any weight gain with suspicion for the rest of his life. Not looking forward to the baby!
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