Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Crap, Dang, Erg...

Today while on the phone with another "the man", Cster taught Mster "fo'shizzle". I heard it while I was on hold, being rerouted and pleading with stupid insurance people for over an hour and there was nothing I could do but give Cster evil death stares from across the room.

His response as we discussed it over dinner was that I have to stop saying "crap", "dang", and any other noncuss cuss words around her first. To this I reply...fo'shizzle.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Disgusting

Seen earlier today...

Mster picking at her toes and eating the findings.

and then later on...

Mster: Daddy you want my nail cut?
Cster: Uh...
Me: What would he do with them?
Mster: eat them.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Back Seat Drive

On the way home from Church. Cster driving. Important to note is that there were no trees in any different places than on any other drive home from church.

Mster: LOOK OUT FOR THAT TREE!!!!!
Cster: I'll do my best not to hit it.
Mster: DONT hit it Daddy
Cster: Okay, I won't hit it.
Mster: LOOK OUT for that Church!

Play toys...

Driving home from dropping Cster off at his clerkship:

Mster: I want to go back downtown
Me: No, we have to go home
Mster: I don't want to go home. I want to go back downtown
Me: What are you going to do there?
Mster: Play toys.

Same drive home:

Mster: I want to ride in the back
Me: You are in the back
Mster: No, that back (meaning trunk)
Me: hmmm...well what would you do back there
Mster: Play toys.
Me: What kind of toys?
Mster: Wah Wahs and Poh pohs (I'm glad she cleared that up for me)

Monday, January 08, 2007

I dropped

With the return to the normal life (hahaha) from Christmas vacation we decided to let Mster sleep in her big girl bed (aka a toddler bed). Oh the excitement to be had by all. Oh the excitement not had at 3:47AM when I woke up to the wails and crying of a 2 year old who "dropped" from her bed.

Thankfully last night (night #2) was dropfree.

I also find it humourous that Mster sits on her bed until we come get her. She hasn't quite figured out that she doesn't have to scream at the top of her lungs for us to come get her when she wakes up. She can just crawl off the bed and come find us.