2 Mouths That Can't Stop.

The adorable little brown spot on my pillow is Coco. She has become my little girl, but she has some very bad habits that need address. Licky & chewy sorta explains it all. Now with a 3 yr old in the house I need to be extra careful. Today she chewed up one of his sippy cup tops. Yesterday it was some Valentine erasers, and I haven't had the energy to lift the sofa to see what she might have under there. But, I usually find all sorts of scraps under there when I clean.

Tonight's story is one of the bogey man, as Buddy told me.
When the bogey man comes he knocks likes tap, tap and he knocks down the door and comes in the house and gets in the room and he has big hands, I have big hands but my hands are little and your hands are little cause his hands are big. He grabs everybody with his hands and the cops can't get him cause they won't come in your house but they set it on fire and it goes swoosh and the bogey man will leave and then its ok.
The story is only good when you picture his hands moving as fast as his mouth, making the motions, of big and fast and swoosh and such.

The child definitely takes after his mother who is never at a loss for words, the other night as we drove to go eat, I turned and ask, Are you ok Buddy (because he hadn't said anything in a couple minutes). He says loudly, I'm being quiet! Jim says, Oh, is that what that is...I didn't recognize it. Even when he goes to bed he's not quiet, he sings and makes bee noises until he falls asleep. Although he seems to be a very happy child singing himself to sleep...he is a bear in the morning. He first wakes up stomping his way to the bathroom giving you a look that hurts if you dare to look at him. If he cussed I expect he would do that to. But, once awake he usually turns into a more palatable child. And I suppose like most children, hot & cold from one second to the next all day long. It's like living with Sybil. Love you Memaw...DON'T LOOK AT ME! Can I have some chocolate milk? DON'T TOUCH ME! Don't worry Memaw, I'll save you from the bogey man. I'm going to call the cops on you! Jim tends to take the "evil" Buddy to heart. I just let it slide right off cause I know sweet Buddy is right around the bend.

A lot of times he doesn't know what to do about me. I treat him like a little adult sometimes. The other day I asked him if he wanted something, I forget what. But, he said NO and started to give me all kinds of reasons why, like he hated me and he didn't like this and he was going to call the cops, etc, etc. I just walked away and said, Hey, No was enough. I don't need an explanation, I understand NO ! and walked out of the room as he continued to shout out his reasons to his Papoo.