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Originally posted by Tonya
When my son, Jaden was four, he had a bunch of tiny scratches on his feet from swimming. The cuts weren't that big of a deal, but he was carrying on. I kept telling him to get over it, that they were to little for bandaids. I was getting annoyed because he wouldn't stop whining. So, I told him "If you want bandaids on them, go get them and put them on yourself. They're in the hall closet." So he runs down the hall way and is gone for a while. I hear him walking down the hallway and he yells "Mommy, I found some BIG OL' Bandaids!" He comes out and he has maxi pads wrapped around his feet. My husband and I about died laughing.
When Jaden was about two, he was laying in his room "napping". I was talking to my mom about my work shift in the living room. He kept yelling "MOM!!!! BAD WORD!!!". So I went into the room and explained that 'shift' isn't a bad word. I'd totally forgotten about it. Then a month later, we're at the church daycare. Jaden drops a toy and goes "OH, SHIFT!" I go "JADEN!" He goes "Don't worry, mommy...remember, its not a bad word."
One more: Jaden was about 3. I was at my parents house and Jaden was playing in the backyard. We were having an important discussion inside. Jaden kept coming to the sliding glass door over and over again. He'd say "Come meet my ducky!" I don't remember what my parents and I were talking about, but it was important, so I kept telling Jaden to go back outside, that I'd be there in a minute. Like 45 minutes go by of this, and finally I go outside. I was totally thinking that Jaden was playing that he had an imaginary ducky. There he is, holding a dead gopher in his hand. The gopher's guts are hanging out his mouth. He's standing there, petting the gopher. I freaked out and like flung it out of his hand. I go "ewww, that's a dead gopher!" Jaden got all offended and goes "Don't talk about my ducky that way!"