Thursday, February 5, 2009
So I don't know about the rest of the world, but I don't get anything done when my kids are sick. They've been sick. I won't go into the gooey details, but there's been a lot of sleeping, laying around, and watching Tom and Jerry cartoons. I apologize for our absence from the blog.
Before I forget let me broadcast my most recent parenting embarassment. Cooper touched his own foot after getting out of the bathtub and said, "Ewww gross, my feet are just like mommy's." It is my lot in life to wait for my children to point out the very worst in them and liken it to me. What goes around, comes around, I guess.
I am absolutely certain a phrase or two like this has been uttered by myself. Not concerning feet, however, my feet are more like my father's (which is a little gross). More often I have said things as I gazed over my shoulder at my backside in the mirror.
For the record, Cooper does not have a case of cottage cheese feet. But they are incredibly dry and rough -- just like his mommy's.
In other interesting kid-isms. Mason is starting to have a few of his own. Over the past few days he's seen the business end of a bulb syringe. To put it lightly the mere mention of the "booger sucker outer" and he gets pissed. So I had to laugh when he cuddled up to me on the couch only to shove one up my nose and tersely mutter, "Get mommy's bugs!"
He also ran to the computer tonight and jumped on the desk chair waiting to Skype someone. Then he said, "Me skype." When I asked him who he wanted to Skype he said, "Umpa." So, for the record this is the FIRST time he has attempted to say Grandpa. (Not sure which of his four he had in mind.)