"I hope Luke isn't bad today because then he'll get locked in a dingeon and eaten by a dragon and then I won't have anyone to play Paw Patrol with."
He's called Miles "Not Walkie Boy" for months and now that he can stand on his own for a few seconds he's become "Almost Walkie Boy." I think we all know what is coming next. :)
He is so agreeable and easy to please when it comes to most decisions. Frequently, I'll ask him what he'd like for lunch and he'll say, "I'm sure whatever you pick will be fine with me." He says the same about movie choices or clothes to wear or plans for the day.
We were at Costco eating pizza one day and I was picking off the onions and olives from my pizza and Peter was putting them on top of his slice of supreme pizza. As we were discussing how this was kind of opposite of most kids/parents, Peter saw a kid eating cheese pizza.
"Oh no, Mommy! They forgot to put on the rest of his pizza. I bet he's sad. Or maybe it fell off on the floor. It looks like (giggle) naked pizza."
Luke:
We would be driving around town and Luke would yell, "I see tinkle tinkle little stah! Do you see it Mommy?" I was always confused because it was daytime and there weren't any stars out. One day, while stopped at a red light, I finally figured out he was talking about the Carls Jr. logo. He will sometimes ask if we can "dive by tinkle tinkle 43 times pwease".
"My name is spelled P-E-T-R. Dat spells Yuke."
If he feels like I am telling him what to do, he says, "You tant cotrol me! God did not say Mommy cotrol Yukey, he said Yukey tan cotrol hisself and I tant do dat if you are trying to cotrol me."
"Luke, what did you dream about last night?"
"Umm...Mighty Pups. King Yion. Meet Everest."
(It's just a list of DVDs we own. Different movies each day, but always movies.)
"You losed and now you're going to jail. And you'll have a party all by yourself and no one else. And you have to eat food cuz that is jail."
"Tickory tock, da mouse wan up da clock. Da mouse wan
down da clock. Da clock was mad."
"Know what's in my heart, Mommy? Super Yukey muscles!
And broccoli cheese soup."
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