I was sitting on the couch and Silas comes walking up to me carrying his toy doctor bag in his hand. "Let me look atchew mom. You need west, you tiyod!" Then he reached down into his bag, stopped and turned and said, "Now, dese awe mine. Yew don touchem. Dey vewy spensive. I bought dem in da playwoom." Then he continued rummagng through his bag and grabbed the stethescope then put it around his ears against my chest and said, "I lissen to yew hawt." He listened for a minute and as he was listening, I began tapping on the back of the stethescope to imitate a heartbeat, dum dumm, dum dumm. When he started to hear the tapping, he wrinkled his brow, then squinted his eyes for a minute, then opened his eyes really big and said, "Uh oh. We hafe a vewy sewious pwobwom mom. Don soun good. You got a wabbit in you Mom, a vewy teeny, tiny wabbit jumpen awound. Heo take dis mecine in yew mouf", as he was shoving a thermometer down my throat. Then he said, "Let me look atchew eyes, an eaws....good,..look good. Now open yew mouf vewy beeg, okay.....huh...hey mom, whats dat hangen tingy in da back of yew mouf? Yew go sumten stuck?"
Logan came home from school on Tuesday and said, "We had such a good lunch today. It was my favorite, pasgetti."
I had given the kids a granola bar earlier in the day as a snack, and at mid-afternoon Carter asks, "Auntie Amy can I have another famola bar?" Logan overheard him ask, and very haughtily tried to correct him, "You mean a granilla bar Carter?"....LOL
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