Qoutable Quotes

"I don't kiss human girls!"

2010-06-28T00:24:56Z

I hate to admit it, but Wil has not kissed me (his mommy) in over a year. No kidding. I guess I shouldn't take it personally since he recently told me that it's nothing personal, he just doesn't kiss human girls, but c'mon! I'm his MOMMY! Apparently, dogs, dads & dudes are kiss-approved, but as for girls (of the human kind) ... fuggedaboudit! I'm about ready to tell him I'm from Venus!

"...because I don't want to drink that!"

2009-08-24T20:25:52Z

This is what I heard from the other side of the lavatory door at Wil's recent doctor's visit. While Daddy was helping Wil to give his urine sample he began crying. John asked him what all the fuss was about—after all this was the easy part. Wil looked at the cup and then up at John then exclaimed, "I'm crying because I don't want to drink that!" As per Wil's overly literal interpretation of most situations: cups are for drinking!

"I don't like to tell you this, but..."

2009-06-29T00:19:34Z

This is how the boys deliver bad news these days. I don't know if it's intentional, but as far as I'm concerned it softens the blow, regardless of what follows.

"Look! A limbo!"

2009-06-29T00:08:55Z

As we were driving home from our visit to the Intrepid today we passed several limousines. Every time we saw another Wil would shout, "Look! A limbo!" Although I generally make an effort to gently correct their misspeak, I didn't have the heart to point this one out. With their vocabulary growing every day, these little word mix-ups rarely happen anymore and serve as a welcome reminder of their sweet innocence.

"Good-bye! See you later!"

2009-03-02T18:56:33Z

If you've ever been lucky enough to be on the receiving end of Wil's good-bye ritual, you've undoubtedly heard these words ... in exactly this order. In fact, you know that he is meticulous in how he doles out his now famous good-bye. He never changes the order or skips a step .. never! It goes like this: kiss, hug, high-five, pound, air kiss, blow, "good-bye" and "see you later." It's enough to melt your heart!

"Know how much I love you?"

2009-03-02T15:11:58Z

Of the numerous questions my boys pose every day this is the one I never get tired of being asked. "How much?", I inquire as I await one of their many expressions of love. Some of my favorites are: as big as a shark's body; as long as our road; taller than Daddy; higher than the moon or wider than the gallaxy. "That's a lot of love!" I always say. They'll realize some day that nothing can quantify unconditional love, but for now I deeply (deeper than the ocean) appreciate their effort and creativity.

"I am so JEALOUS that this car won't work!"

2008-12-29T04:02:28Z

Somewhere along the line Ty got the word "frustrated" mixed up with the word "jealous." So, for a brief while whenever he'd get mad about a toy malfunction or an early bedtime, instead of frustration, we'd get jealous. Very funny in the heat of the moment!

"Can you fix my heart? It's broken from missing you."

2008-07-14T15:38:55Z

With Ty's shirt pulled up to reveal his heart, he spoke these sweet little words to me after I returned home from my annual girl's trip to Newport, Rhode Island. To be loved so deeply by a heart so true, is a blessing like none other.

"Mom, dogs don't talk."

2008-06-10T02:36:37Z

Wil is an incredibly literal child. In his gentle way he reminds us daily of the inaccuracies of our figurative speech. Like today, when I asked Wil to ask Jake if he wanted to go outside. He reminded me, that Jake couldn't answer him even if he asked. Wil also makes it a point to tell us when we've used the wrong label for something...cup instead of glass, blanket instead of bedspread, marker instead of pen and so on. I guess this could all get annoying someday, but for now it's cute and he keeps us on our toes...I mean feet!

"School didn't make me smart, I was just born that way."

2008-06-10T02:29:51Z

This was Ty's response after I finished praising him for a new song he had learned at school. Since getting him off to school can sometimes be a challenge, I like to remind him of how much he learns while there and how much he enjoys it despite the fuss he puts up before walking through the front door. Since we have at least 18 or so years left of the school experience, I can't tell him just yet that he's probably right: he was born that way.