We were going to go out to eat yesterday and James had on shorts and his rash guard. So I said, “James, do you want some pants so your legs won’t be cold?” “No,” “Do you want some socks with your crocs?” “No, I’n okay, I’n okay.” When we got to Los Cabos, Russ got James out of the car for me and James said, “My wegs ‘r cold.” The funny part was that he wasn’t complaining that his legs were cold, just making a general observation that his legs were cold.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
I no wanna miss him
Yesterday we were out and about and James wanted to go see Gramma, so I called Jerry and Linda’s house and there was no answer. I told James that I didn’t think Gramma was home because no one answered the phone. He said, “It’s okay. Gramma’s takin’ a shower. We go Gramma’s house.” We were pretty close, so I went ahead and drove over there. He still didn’t believe that Gramma wasn’t home until we called her cell phone and he talked to her after no one answered the door. We ended up meeting them at Costco so James could see them. So, no worries, everything ended happy.
This isn’t a funny story but, earlier last week, out of nowhere, James said, “Where’s Papa Dean an Gramma Weesa?” I told him they were in Hawaii at their house. Then he said, “In Awahi? I need go Azil an see Nate. I miss him. I no wanna miss him.” That broke my heart just a little bit.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Goggles
On Thursday evening, the girls were getting ready for swimming lessons. James ran back to his room and came out a few minutes later wearing his swim trunks and a pair of kid-size, play, safety goggles and said, “I’n ready a swimming wessons. I got my goggles!” I guess James is trying to tell us it’s time to sign him up for swimming lessons, too.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Hi-ee
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Patrick's a Boy
James has some trouble with his pronouns and keeps saying, “I wan hold her,” when referring to Patrick. Then we say, “Him. You want to hold him.” Then James says, “It’s not him.” We say, “Yes, him. Patrick is a boy.” James: “It’s not a boy!” Us: “Is Patrick a girl?” James: “No, it’s not a girl. It’s baby Patrick.” We’ve been round and round with him on this one several times this week. Then today I said, “Patrick is a boy. He has a pee pee like yours. That’s why he’s a boy.” The light bulb went off and James said, “Ooohhh. Patrick’s a boy wike me.”
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Ketchup Cake
Well, Genevieve’s birthday is coming up on Wednesday, so we celebrated tonight at Sunday dinner with all the Nylands. Genevieve requested a “Littlest Pet Shop” cake. (Littlest Pet Shop is a genre of toys like My Little Pony or Polly Pockets or Barbie). Anyway, James has been known to enjoy playing Littlest Pet Shop on occasion, but he can’t say it right. He calls them widdowiss ketchup or just ketchup for short. So, he was really excited about the cake and kept saying, “I wan da ketchup cake!” I wonder what an actual ketchup cake would taste like.
Last week sometime, James was pointing to my belly button (which has completely popped out now) and said, “At’s baby Patrick.” He has said that before so I tried to explain to him that that was my belly button and that baby Patrick was inside my belly. But, he just kept pointing to my belly button and saying, “No, at’s baby Patrick.” Since we’re getting really close to baby Patrick being born, I was really wanting James to have a better understanding of what was going on. So, I found a short illustrated video clip on the internet that showed the pregnant mom and then a cross section so you could see the baby inside. I think a light bulb went off for James at that moment ‘cause he said, “Ohhhh, baby Patrick INSIDE mommy’s bewwy.” Now he wants to watch that video clip on the internet several times a day and keeps asking to see baby Patrick on the ‘puter.
Okay, so one more. James is completely
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Churro
We went to Costco tonight for some groceries and ate dinner while we were there. James and Genevieve always split a slice of cheese pizza and a churro. Anyway, about an hour later, we were home and James had just gotten out of the bath. I was putting his lotion on and he let out a huge belch. Then he said, “That’s my churro!” Then he laughed really hard ‘cause even he knew how funny that was.

