Granted, he is also a shithead. Yes, I called my kid a shithead, but you would too if you got to experience the tantrums, the fits, his stubborn personality and, god forbid, telling him no.
With all of this being said, some of the stuff that comes out of his mouth is just too much.
This kid produces more boogers than I ever thought was possible. I mean, I've seen kids with liquidy snot running down their faces, but his are legit greenish yellow, solid boogs. And he feels it necessary that after digging way up in his nose, he walks over and hands me his "boogie" so I can first examine it and then dispose of it. Thanks. Thanks a lot, dude. Sometimes I will get "it's a big one, mama" while he's handing it over.
I'm realizing that it's time I remember to buy a new thermometer for little man. Currently, we are still using the one that is used anally (oh my what a horrible word). The other day it was sitting out after using it (it was clean, mind you), Cruz picked it up and said "mama, is this for sick?" I replied, "yep, buddy, that tells us if you are sick." Then he said, "can I stick it in your booty and see if you are sick, mama?" Um. No?? Gross.
I've also seen more and more "boy" in him. An example of this? The other night Cruz's aunt Brittany (BB) was over. While she was doing him a solid and had him up on the counter washing off his face, he reached over with both hands and grabs her tatas and said "BB's boobies!" and started giggling uncontrollably. Fortunately she's a good sport and laughed along with him. What can I say, he gets it from his dada.
He is slightly obsessed with his dinger. It doesn't help that he and his daddy have conversations about theirs. I should stop them, but I have to admit I'm interested in hearing how the male mind works sometimes. His favorite thing to say after bathtime is, "mama I have a liiiittle dinger, but daddy has a biiiig dinger." Ahhhh...
And this one has to top the cake. If you "like" my Facebook page, then you are well aware of this little gem, but if not (and I can't imagine why you're not, so click here!) and enjoy!
We've been giving potty training a go, so Cruz is rocking his undies. Well, on Saturday morning he walked into the kitchen while I was making breakfast when I hear him fall and start crying. I turn around to see that he had peed down his leg and all over the floor, slipped in his own pee and then fell right into it. I stood there for a second laughing at the site while he was "real crying" until I composed myself and lifted him out of it, urine dripping off of him. You've got to be kidding me. If this is what the potty training scene is about, I'm not quite sure I'm ready for it.
But then there are the times he is just the sweetest guy and gives me a face like this, asking if he can 'sit in mama's arms' and I just melt all over the place.
Oh and as if all of the above didn't make you feel like a hot mama - don't forget to enter our giveaway for a $75 Victoria's Secret gift card. Just in time for Valentine's Day and to shop for something fantastic!
Just last night, I asked the hubby if I could trade in the necklace he got me for Christmas for a cart load of items from Vickie's. He said yes and I didn't hesitate to press "order" immediately after! Aren't I just the nicest wifey, taking back a necklace bought with love and trading it in for loads of clothes and shoes?? =)
Hope you're having a great Monday!