Sunday, January 17, 2010

Carter-isms

Our three-year-old is giving us quite a few laughs these days with the funny things he says. Here are a few Carter-isms from the past couple of weeks.
Carter went through a phase recently (short-lived, thankfully) of having difficulty going to sleep after being tucked in bed. Brian and I would have to answer calls of "Mommy!" or "Daddy!" for up to two hours after we had turned off the lights and said goodnight to the little guy. There were several 'urgent' reasons for this beckoning such as: monsters in his room (I think he felt this got the most sympathy from his parents), needing a drink of water, it was too light or too dark in his room, and of course the "I've got to go potty" call.
On two particular occasions Brian and I came down from telling him goodnight for the umpteenth time with a chuckle under our breathe. There was one night that I went in to answer the call for at least the third time and made it very clear to Carter that I was not happy with him. He was not supposed to be calling me. He was supposed to be sleeping! That's when he looked at me with his 'sweet face' on and said in his most endearing voice, "Mom, you pretty." Ahhhh! That's when I tucked him in (again), kissed him on the forehead, and said goodnight. He managed to get out of his consequence for the time being.
Another night the same week Brian was up watching a college football game and decided to put some wings in the toaster oven for the game. It was almost ten o'clock. As soon as the oven said "ding" Carter called for his daddy. Brian reluctantly marched up the stairs and asked Carter in a not-so-happy-voice, "What?" Carter answered with a "Wha chu eatin', Daaaad?" Apparently he had heard the "ding" and knows that whatever food comes out the the toaster oven is his kind of food (chicken nuggets, fish sticks, pop-tarts). Needless to say he did not manage to get any wings that night.
This week Grant received a chocolate football for his birthday from his Uncle Jake and Aunt Jessica--cool, huh? Grant agreed to share his treat with his brothers the following day (it was late when he opened the gift). Carter, being the sweet-tooth that he is, was very distraught that he would have to wait on the chocolate. "Tomorrow" we told him, "you can have it tomorrow." Through his whining and tears (yes, tears) he looked up at us and said, "But I want it this-morrow!"
I am enjoying this stage of funny sayings and silly preschool antics. Carter's recent craze is marshmallows. He loves marshmallows. It is both a good thing and a bad thing that I can motivate him to do just about anything with a handful of miniature marshmallows and that the answer "no" to his request for marshmallows can bring on twenty minutes of dramatic crying.
Carter certainly adds a lot of pizazz to our family and we enjoy the many laughs he gives us.

1 comment:

Trish Barner said...

Gretchen,

I just love reading your blog. Your children are so cute and adorable! Carter is learning what works on his Mommy...I bet he has learned a lot of this from Brian! (you're pretty Mommy...) Take it all in and enjoy it, in spite of those frustrating calls in the night, and remember, they pass so quickly one day you will miss them! :)

Claire is just beautiful, like her Mommy! Isn't it fun having pink things in the house?!

Love, Auntie Trish