Tuesday, June 2, 2009

And I Really Wanted Them To Talk...

This morning, Ben saw Emma's yo-yo on the counter and asked nicely for it, so I gave it to him. A few minutes later, Grant swiped it from his hand.


Grant: Yo-yo!
Ben: My yo-yo!
Grant: No, my yo-yo!
Ben: My yo-yo!
This continues on for a while. I finally take the yo-yo away, explaining that it is really Emma's yo-yo, and if they are going to fight, they will lose the yo-yo.
Ben (crying): My yo-yo!
Grant: My yo-yo!
Ben: My yo-yo!
Grant: My yo-yo!
Ben: My yo-yo!
I pick them up and put them in their beds and tell them they can come out when they are done fighting. After about ten minutes of "Yo-yo!" "My yo-yo!" it changes.
Grant: My yo-yo!
Ben: No yo-yo. Mooooommmmmmyyyyyyyy!
Grant: My Mommy!
Ben: No, my Mommy!
Grant: No, my Mommy!
Ben: No, my Mommy!
Grant: No, my Mommy!
Ben: No, my Mommy!
Grant: No! My! Mommy!
Ben: No, my Mommy!
Grant: No, myyyyyy Mommy!
Ben: No, my Mommy!
Grant: No, my Mommy!
I looked at Drew and smiled, thanking God that he cannot yet talk. He looked deep into my eyes and cooed, adorably stuck his whole fist in his mouth, smiled again and promptly spit up his breakfast all over me.


It's going to be a long day.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sounds like I should swing by and pick you up...I'm half way to crazy today! There is already a carpool forming....must be a full moon or something! Good luck! Kristen

Carmen O. said...

by the way, i don't mind reading about your computer problems. they make mine seem really insignificant, and i like the reality check. :)

Bevy said...

Well I hope by 7:35p.m. it's improved. Pooooor Drew! :)