Just for fun this holiday weekend, because my little boy is so funny and he doesn’t know it…enjoy! These are just a few of my favorite things he’s said, pretty much since he started putting words together in a (semi) meaningful way.

“Papa has two arms. He have a big big big old head.” — Andrew

My mom: “How much do I love you?”
Andrew: “About two hours.”

“Niel Diamond have two eyes and pretty hair.” — Andrew

“That’s ‘n’ for ‘blocks’.” — Andrew, pointing at a number on his box of blocks

“It’s raining down on the floor outside.” — Andrew

“Papa isn’t home. He’s in the potty.” — Andrew

“Papa got a lightbulb, was very very sad, that’s the flashlight, I’m gonna need it for home.” — Andrew

Andrew: “What’s this?” (pointing at a Dr. Seuss animal that looks vaguely like a dog)
Me: “I think it’s a puppy.”
Andrew: “No. It’s a cactus.”

Me: “What are you doing?”
Andrew: “I spit on the bed.” (and he did…)

Me: “Happy Birthday Andrew!”
Andrew: “We have cupcakes and a playdate.”

Me: “Do you know why you had to have a time out?”
Andrew: “Stop being a noxious.”

Me: “No, you can’t chew on that [bottle cap], you’ll choke on it.”
Andrew, through the tears: “I want to choke on it!”

“Rusty bear is naughty.” — Andrew (Rusty is his teddy bear.)

Me: “We have to go to one store today to get something for Papa.”
Andrew: “I think Papa will like a burrito.”

“I got a new diaper, Tio Diamond.” — Andrew, to the Niel Diamond record on top of our stereo

“Look at that sun! It have cream on it.” — Andrew, pointing at the cloud partially covering the sun

“Grandpa having a baby too.” — Andrew, when I was ~8 months pregnant

“I do it yourself!” — Andrew, learning about pronouns

“Mama, I hurt my butt. Need kiss it.” –Andrew, Jan 2010

Me: “Do you need to go poopoo?”
Andrew: “Not til Monday.”

Andrew: “I have a baby in my tummy.”
Me: “Really? What are you going to name your baby?”
Andrew: “Tio Robert.”

Racket (a bear): “I’m sorry Chicken. I got go bye-bye.”
Chicken: “Bye-bye bear.”
Racket: “Bye-bye chicken.”
Chicken: “I right next door.”
–December 2009

Me: “Why did you do that?” (‘that’ being: tear up an entire roll of toilet paper)
Andrew: “Wash boogers.”

5:00 am, December 1st, 2009: “Gosh darn it! Lost keys! Sorry Papa.” — Andrew

“I got poo-poo. No touch it.” — Andrew

Andrew: “I got money.”
Me: “Oh, do you want to go shopping?”
Andrew: “Yeah.”
Me: “What are you going to buy?”
Andrew: “Two cookies. Also chair.”

5:30 am, November 18, 2009: “Go away pillow!” — Andrew