graysonisms
on the way to school, when he says the most random things:
do you want to see my ear wax?
mama have you ever seen milk talk?
my
beautiful oma put batteries in my green race car...
when getting tucked in at night, when he talks the aboslute most:
hey mama, why don't you lay here and go to sleep and i'll go clean up the kitchen, okay? so yeah, i'm going to get out of bed now. you go to sleep.
i'm going to be all grown up soon because i will be three. i'm going to be a construction worker and i can cut the grass.
at dinner, when he is usually... most emotional:
daddy, i'm so so mad at you. because you tried to give me cold chicken.* and because mom can't find my pajamas with the feet.
(*actually mac and cheese but i guess when it's cold it tastes like chicken...)
i'm so SO sad. these are real tears running down my face.
in the restaurant restroom, where i suggested he don a pull-up for a long car ride, and only after he asked lots of questions about the person using the stall next to us wearing black sneakers:
mom. i don't wear those pull-ups. i'm not a kid anymore.
jackisms
bye bye
hi
[signing] please
kitty
night night
