Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Pootin Story

G needed to go potty so to save time I picked him up and started to carry him into the bathroom. On the way he said, "I'm going to tell you a pootin story." He started to giggle and let out a loud poot. It was so loud that T heard it from the kitchen and we were going in the bathroom door.

Pootin Story

G needed to go potty so to save time I picked him up and started to carry him into the bathroom. On the way he said, "I'm going to tell you a pootin story." He started to giggle and let out a loud poot. It was so loud that T heard it from the kitchen and we were going in the bathroom door.

Just Call Me Goober

G called me by my first name this morning. I said, "No, G you don't call me that. What is the special name only you and T can call me?"

He looked at me and immediately replied, "Goober?"

He has such a sense of humor. Some people would consider his statement as being disrespectful but in our family, Goober is an affectionate term we use when someone is being silly. He really is a sweet, adorable little boy and I am blessed to be his mother.

Just Call Me Goober

G called me by my first name this morning. I said, "No, G you don't call me that. What is the special name only you and T can call me?"

He looked at me and immediately replied, "Goober?"

He has such a sense of humor. Some people would consider his statement as being disrespectful but in our family, Goober is an affectionate term we use when someone is being silly. He really is a sweet, adorable little boy and I am blessed to be his mother.