Sunday, March 14, 2010
bros
The other day, I overheard Jacob telling Eddie that he loved him and that Eddie was his best friend in the whole world! It was music for my mom ears. I am so thankful these two have each other and that God went to such great lengths to put them in a family with each other!
Friday, March 12, 2010
i'm just saying
Have you ever noticed maybe a little bit of biases behind certain cartoon characters? I'm not saying I'm upset, or that anyone should necessarily be offended or care. It's just something to note. Let's compare two favorite boys laborer characters. Handy Manny - the adorable, singing, friendly Hispanic repairman and Bob the Builder - the Middle Aged, bossy, caucasian construction tycoon. Handy Manny lives in a cute little town called Sheetrock Hills where he owns a small repair shop. Manny does fix-it jobs around the neighborhood using his tool box stocked with basic tools like a wrench, a tape measure, a saw, a screwdriver and a flashlight. Manny usually gets paid in cookies from Mrs. Portillo or candy from Mr. Lopart.
Bob the Builder owns waterfront property on Bobland Bay. He has an arsenal of construction equipment (and employees) at his disposal including a cement mixer, a bulldozer, a cherry picker and a tractor. Bob drives all over Bobville in his jacked up pick up truck with a four wheeler in the bed. Bob takes on jobs like building homes, designing new skate parks and demolition of old structures to make way for airports. Bob convinced his retired father, "Bob Sr." to come out of retirement and manage the masonry end of their family construction empire. Seriously? You can't make this stuff up. I'm just saying...
Bob the Builder owns waterfront property on Bobland Bay. He has an arsenal of construction equipment (and employees) at his disposal including a cement mixer, a bulldozer, a cherry picker and a tractor. Bob drives all over Bobville in his jacked up pick up truck with a four wheeler in the bed. Bob takes on jobs like building homes, designing new skate parks and demolition of old structures to make way for airports. Bob convinced his retired father, "Bob Sr." to come out of retirement and manage the masonry end of their family construction empire. Seriously? You can't make this stuff up. I'm just saying...
Thursday, March 11, 2010
this one kills me
I don't want to forget this funny stuff Eddie has been saying, so I am writing them here! This post is mostly for me, so I can laugh about what a cute son I have the next time he pushes me to the edge of insanity, and I admit to Dave that I want to be placed in a pharmacologically induced coma until Edison is in Kindergarton. Sorry if these are only funny because I'm his Mom, deal with it.
Crying in protest while I rinsed the soap out of his hair in the bath tub...
"I'm a good guy Mom! I'm one of da good guys!"
Responding to me asking if he wants to go to a friends house to play...
"No, I too busy!"
Trying to get out of Family Home Evening...
"No thanks!" When that didn't work, "Dad, I...DONT...LIKE...THAT!!!"
Really? Already?
Not wanting Saren to mess up his and Jacob's blanket tent...
"It's too dangerous Mom. You better get baby out of here!"
While I was literally in the process of wiping his bum...
"You da best mommy in da whole wide world!"
After hearing me sneeze...
"You sick! You need to go to the doctor. Let's get in the car. Follow me!"
(Facebook repeat) After a long pause deciding what he wanted for lunch...
"I know! How bout Asian food?"
And, every time Eddie asks me to lay down with him while he goes to sleep, he always says...
"You need your iPod, go get it Mom."
And, finally...while I was writing this post, Eddie's subtle way of asking for a snack...
"Oranges! Where are you? Mom! I said 'Oranges where are you?'"
Even with all his cuteness, the best thing out of his mouth lately is that he finally says "I love you" back to me and Dave. With Eddie hugs, kisses and sweet words used to be so few and far between, that we are just taking it all in, even the arguing.
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