Quotable #5

*When I leave the room*

"Mommy, what are you go-getting?"

Baseball Tee = "I can hit the ball on my big T-Rex."

Cheese knife = "Mommy, where's my Cheese Wife?" 

*Daddy walks in the door from work.*

"Daddy!!! Can we go play soccer ball? And can we kick it with our foots?"

Me to Luke: "Hi, my sweets."

Peter to Luke: "Hi, my sweets."

Me to Peter: "Aww, is he your sweets?"

Peter to me: "NO! He is my bruuuuddder, Lukers."

Peter: "What's Daddy is doing?"

Mommy: "He's reading a book."

Peter: "Dat's not a book. Dat is an iPad. Deese are books." (He holds up two Dr. Seuss books.)

*He eats anything remotely spicy or maybe not spicy at all, like cantaloupe.*

"Oh, I no like dat. Dat's too picy for my mouf."

"Come ere. I tell you somefing Mommy. I be a beeeerrry good boy. So because why I need a treat. Two please. I good boy. Two treats." (Picture his head cocked to the side, one hand holding up 2 fingers and the other hand rubbing his belly, which is the sign for please.)

P: "Oh, hey, Mommy! I tell you what. I have a berry good idea."

M: "Ok, what is it?"

P: "I will have a paw-sickle for bweakfast. Stwawbewwy."

M: "That's your good idea?"

P: "Yep. Is my favorite idea I ever have."