This is how two little boys entertain themselves...until someone gets hurt!

See ya later alligator...

Because We Love Each Other

When I checked on the boys Wednesday night, this is what I found. I asked Phillip the next morning, "Why did you both sleep in the same bed?" He thought a minute and said, "Because we love each other!" Now, if that isn't the sweetest thing...

See ya later alligator...

Who's There?

On the way to dinner tonight, Phillip started telling Knock-Knock jokes. We've told them before, but it's been awhile, so he must have heard some at school. He's got the format down, but doesn't quite get the gist of them.

Phillip: Knock. Knock.
Us: Who's There?
Phillip: Chicken Nugget
Us: Chicken Nugget Who?
Phillip: Uh...Chicken Nugget Phillip!

Andrew: Knock. Knock
Us: Who's There?
Andrew: Banana Split with Oranges
Us: Banana Split with Oranges Who?
Andrew: Banana Split with Oranges Andrew!

Phillip: Knock. Knock.
Us: Who's There?
Phillip: Banana Splits
Us: Banana Splits Who?
Phillip: Banana Splits...Phillip!

(These were after I told the classic "Orange you glad I didn't say banana?" joke.)

These are just a few of the ones I can remember. I'll add more if he comes up with any more gems. See ya later alligator...

Lost & Found

I had just picked up Phillip from school and we were slowly driving out of the parking lot...

Phillip: Hey! There's my friend, his name is Tyler.
Me: I know.
Phillip: Do you know what happened to him today?
Me: No, tell me.
Phillip: He fell and lost his breath.
Me: Oh, that's too bad.
Phillip: Yeah, but he must have found it again.

HA! See ya later alligator...

Big Brother vs. Little Brother

We were hanging out this morning and Phillip asked if we could play Cootie. The last time we tried to play with Andrew, he got upset when he didn't roll the numbers he needed and he quit halfway through the game, so I told Phillip that Andrew wasn't quite old enough to play with us yet and if we started playing, he would definitely want to join us, so we would play it later when we were by ourselves. Phillip walks over to Andrew and says,

"Andrew, do you want to go sleep more?"

HA! Nice try big brother, but the offer of sleep is not going to entice your little brother to leave you alone to play a game with mom!

See ya later alligator...

Uh-Oh, We're in Trouble

We're all in the car one day with the radio on and a Michael Buble song comes on and Chris turns it up...

Chris: Phillip, you hear this singer? You need to sing like him when you grow up.
Phillip: What?!?
Chris: He sounds good, you need to learn to sing like this.
Phillip: Sing like this?? No Way!! I'm gonna be a rock star and ROCK OUT (while strumming his air guitar)!

Oh, boy...see ya later alligator.

Gee, Thanks Phillip

Phillip and I were walking hand in hand into Sam's Club the other night. He then wrapped his hand and arms around my arm and leaned his head on my arm as we walked. Then, he started rubbing my arm, looked up at me, smiled, and said,

"I like your fur mommy, it's soft."

I said, "Gee, thanks Phillip" and then started laughing hysterically. See ya later alligator...

But, Mommy Isn't Very Good at Soccer

Phillip has really gotten into playing Wii bowling (and is really good at it, his record is 213!). We use it as a reward if he has a good day at school. Andrew doesn't really like to play because he hasn't quite gotten the hand-eye coordination down enough and it's frustrating for him. So, I started bowling with Phillip and Chris plays soccer with Andrew and everyone is happy.

Phillip had a good day at school today, so while he was eating dessert, he was planning out the rest of our evening.

Phillip: "So, we'll go clean up and then Mommy can bowl with me and Daddy can play soccer with Andrew."
Chris: "What if Mommy plays soccer with Andrew and I bowl with you?"
Phillip: (pause, said with defeat) "Okay."
Andrew: (with the most pitiful voice you've ever heard) "But Mommy isn't good at soccer."

I guess there's no hiding the truth...even from a 2 year old!

See ya later alligator...

It's actually a Q

Phillip built this shape with the train tracks while I was at a meeting today.

After he woke up from his nap, I complimented him on his "neat circle track".

He responded with

"It's actually a Q Mommy. See, it has the circle and then the line coming down from it."

Wow! He is just too smart. I guess we're doing something right.

See ya later alligator...

PS- I finished a post today that I started a few days ago. So, make sure you scroll down a few days and look at "When I Grow Up... (Part Seven)". It's Hilarious!

The Family Band

Here are some pics of the boys and their 'band'. That's Phillip on the guitar and Andrew on the keyboards. They wouldn't play together long enough for me to get some video of them jammin', maybe next time!

This first one isn't with any instruments, but I thought it was an adorable picture of Andrew, so I included it too!

See ya later alligator...

Jail

Phillip: (pretending to dial and talk on his play cell phone) 9-1-1, can you please come and put Andrew in jail? He's yelling and screaming and yawning and messing my toys up. Can you please come quick and put him in jail? You can? Ok, bye.

Phillip: (to Andrew) Andrew, I called the policeman and he's going to come and take you to jail and put you in the cage.

See ya later alligator...

When I Grow Up... (Part Seven)

Phillip: "Do you know what I want to be when I grow up?"
Me: "No, what?"
Phillip: "I want to be a rock star!"
Me: "A rock star? Wow!"
Phillip: "Who can be a rock star with me?"
Me: "I don't know."
Phillip: "I know, how about Daddy? Daddy can be a rock star with me. He's really good."
(Phillip has seen Chris play guitar hero and thinks he's already a rock star!)

Above, see Phillip rocking out with his guitar he got for Christmas. Notice the Spider-Man slippers, which he insisted be part of his ensemble. If he ever does go on the road, we'll definitely have to get him a stylist!!

And now, introducing the sound stylings of Phillip...

See ya later alligator...

When I Grow Up... (Part Six)

Phillip: When I grow up, I want to be a cooker.
Me: A cooker? What kinds of food do you want to cook?
Phillip: Umm, cake.
Me: (Laughing) Cake, huh? That would be called a baker.
Phillip: Yeah, I want to be a baker that cooks cake.
Me: Is that all you want to bake?
Phillip: I want to bake desserts: cupcakes, cookies, brownie, cake, and candy.
Me: Candy, too, huh? So, you would be a baker and a candy maker.
Phillip: Yeah, a baker and a candy maker.
Me: Yum, that sounds good! Will you make some for your mommy?
Phillip: Yes, and for Daddy.
Andrew: And some for me!
Phillip: Andrew, you could help me. You can make the candy and I'll bake the cakes.
Andrew: I can help you?
Phillip: Yes
Andrew: Yahoo! Let's go!
Phillip: Not know, silly, when we grow up!

See ya later alligator...

Cookie Dough

We're at the dinner table talking and I mention to Chris that Phillip's school is selling cookie dough. Phillip's ears immediately perk up and he starts trying to interrupt Chris and I talking. When we finally acknowledge him, he says, "Why did you say cookie dough?"

So I explained that his school was selling cookie dough. (If you're interested in buying some, let me know!)

He, of course, asked why.

I told him it was so he could make money.

"So, I can make money to buy a camper?" Phillip asks incredulously.

(Note: Phillip has been obsessed with campers lately and really wants us to buy one, even though we've told him numerous times that they cost too much and we don't have that much money. He thinks we do because he sees the dish full of coins on Chris' night table!)

Of course, Chris and I burst out laughing. Then I had to explain to Phillip that everyone at the school sells it so the school can make money to buy new things for the school.

He seemed satisfied by this answer, but very disappointed.

See ya later alligator...

When I Grow Up... (Part Five)

Phillip: I don't want to be a baseball player anymore.
Me: You don't huh? Well, what do you want to be?
Phillip: A Knight.
Phillip: With a Sword and a Shield.
Me: Wow, that sounds cool.
Phillip: And a big castle. A knight with a big castle.
Me: Neat.
Phillip: And with a princess.
Me: Oh, of course, with a princess.
Phillip: The knight saves the princess.
Me: You're right. That sounds like a plan.

Where do they come up with these things?!? See ya later alligator...

When I Grow Up... (Part Four)

Phillip: Mommy, when I grow up I'm going to be a baseball player.
Me: Okay, that sounds like a great plan.

Not funny, but just trying to keep track of all of his choices so I can show them to him when he grows up. I know if I don't write them down, I'll never remember!

See ya later alligator...

I'll Shoot You Up

What is up with boy's obsessions with guns?!? Having done nothing to promote guns or shooting in my house, my 4 year old is currently building a 'fire shooter' out of colored lacing beads. What's up with that? Why did he decide that's what he was building?

After telling his 2 year old brother that's what he was building, Andrew got a play rolling pin from the kitchen and started 'shooting' Phillip, with sounds and everything. So, Phillip took one of the beads and started 'shooting' back, again with sounds (which are much better than Andrew's, BTW).

I just don't understand...I guess I just don't have enough testosterone.

See ya later alligator...

When I Grow Up...(Part Three)

Phillip: When I grow up, I want to be a worker!
Me: A worker?
Phillip: Mmm-Hmm
Me: What kind of worker?
Phillip: A worker to drive the trucks.
Me: What kind of trucks?
Phillip: Construction trucks. I want to be a worker and drive construction trucks.

We'll see what he wants to be next, see ya later alligator...

When I Grow Up... (Part Two)

Phillip: I don't want to be a fighter fighter anymore. I want to be a recycler.

Me: A recycler? Wow. How do you know about recycling.

Phillip: On Curious George. You take things with the triangle on them and you recycle them.

When I Grow Up...

Phillip: When I get bigger, I'm going to be a fire fighter. And put out fires. (Imagine this said with lots of sound effects.)

Phillip: Andrew, when you get big and strong, do you want to be a fighter fighter (when he talks fast, it comes out like this) with me?

Andrew: Yes! (said with emphasis!)

Phillip: Ok, when we get bigger, we will be fire fighters together and be big and strong and put out fires.

Chris: You have to be brave to be a fire fighter.

Phillip: Ok, we will be brave. (Again, more swooshing sound effects)