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Teen Times Twenty

January 23, 2012 Leave a comment

Somehow, during dinner, we got into a conversation about how big each of us are.  Matthew guessed that Andrea was as big as a teenager.  Ben agreed and said, “Yeah, I think you are as big as a teenager.”

Andrea smiled and was about to respond when Ben finished, “One that has been left back 20 times.”

OUCH!

Kisses and Hugs

January 18, 2012 Leave a comment

The other day, we received our catalog from “Oriental Trading”, a company from which Andrea has ordered candy and other little gifts for the boys to bring in to school for their friends for different holidays.  Benjamin and Matthew love looking through it and picking out what they want to give their classmates.  The most recent catalog, of course, was geared for Valentines Day.

So, Matthew picked it up and started excitedly talking about what he wanted.  At one point, he saw something with “XO” on it and said he wanted that.  Then he asked what the “XO” meant.  So, Andrea told him that it meant kisses and hugs and jokingly mentioned that if he gave them out to the girls in his preschool, he would get kisses and hugs from them.

Matthews enthusiasm quickly subsided and then told Andrea, “No, I don’t think we should get those”, before thumbing throught the catalog looking for something else.

Smart boy.

The Kid Knows How to Impress

January 9, 2012 1 comment

When Benjamin was about two and potty training, we went to a restaurant for dinner one night.  For whatever reason, our blond waitress really seemed to cath his eye and he intently watched her as she moved about the room.  It was obvious that he was smitten.

Finally, when the waitress came over to our table and asked Ben what he wanted, he proudly looked up at her and announced, “I went poopies on the potty!”

(Side note to future Benjamin:  Yes, I plan to show your girlfriends this.)

Wise Guy with Candy Canes

January 1, 2012 1 comment

Just before Christmas, Matthew and I were walking out of daycare with him holding candy canes.  He explained to me that he had three candy canes, “One for me, one for Benjamin and one for you, daddy.”

He then proceeded to accidentally drop one of the candy canes, breaking it.  Without missing a beat, and starting to giggle, he said, “that one is yours, daddy.”