Discussion in 'The Hens' Nest' started by CoolWife, Aug 3, 2017.
That’s hilarious. Now it will forever be “sippy” in my mind.
I can finally start contributing to this thread lol!
I was in the kitchen this morning and heard this clicking noise so I look over and A had opened my husband’s laptop on the side table and was pretend typing on the keyboard. I asked what she was doing and she said “work” hahaha.
Every time I go to the bathroom lately C chases after me “Helping! I’m helping!” And he cries if I won’t let him in the bathroom to “help” me. I have tried to explain I am actually pretty good at peeing without help but to no avail
C used to say “good job mommy!” whenever I peed.
Yeah C likes to accompany me to the bathroom too. He tries to look into the toilet and says "Mommy peeing!"
There have been many tantrums when I forget to let D flush for me
Whenever I’d go, E would ask me if I was going pee and poop. If I said I wasn’t pooping, she’d go “You’re doing your best!”
I wish I was as consistently funny as E.
Well, she’s recently started telling “jokes”, and lemme tell ya, her actual attempts at humour leaves much to be desired
@Dorothygale Don’t leave us hangin’. What’s her best/worst joke?
They can barely be considered jokes lol. Today’s was while she was washing her hands with purple soap -
E: do you think this soap smells like blueberries, or like grapes? Or does it smell like...grape blueberries? Get it?? Get it, mommy? Hahahhahaha! I’m just joking, it’s just a joke!
I think she’s aiming for a pun, except she doesn’t know wtf a pun is lol. Essentially, she thinks that as long as she goes “get it, get it??” that it’s instantly a joke. I’ll let you know when we get into the world of knock knocks.
Oh that will be a truly glorious day
We had a new babysitter for an afternoon, I came home and as soon as I opened the car door I could hear S inside just completely losing it.
She had flushed the toilet. Kids are great.
The big toddler trend here is shutting doors. I think C’s first full sentence was, “I shut the door!” Whenever I pick her up from daycare, there’s a mob of like, three aggressive toddlers fighting by the door to be the one who gets to shut the door behind me.