I'm significantly behind on posting, so hopefully several posts are to follow to catch up to the comedy that is our house.
Boys will be boys...I've never known that to be more true than since living in a house where the females are out numbered by the males. Kenyon and Tayshawn wrestle and fight and "do makrate" (karate...they are obssessed with The Karate Kid with Jayden Smith) allllllll the time. They race and they tickle and Kenyon pretends to lose all sorts of battles.
One day, another football filled Saturday, the whole family was in the living room. Conny and Monte are lounging on the couch, the boys are play fighting on the floor. All of a sudden, Tayshawn rolls away from the scene of the fight, hands between his legs exclaiming "You hurt my Johnny Nuts!" to Kenyon who apparently hurt Tay's...Johnny Nuts. :)
One thing I like to do with Tayshawn is use my phone to take photos. The boy LOVES having his photo taken and then being able to see it immediately after. He also loves putting my cell phone on camera mode and just looking at the screen as he scans the room...crazy kid lol.
When we take the photos, he likes to go through my gallery of pics. My phone is touch-screen, and he loves to use his finger and pull the next photo into place. I had a photo on my phone of myself infront of a mirror (so "myspace", I know!). I think I was trying to get a good look at my hair color...or something. idk. :)
When the photo came up with Tayshawn's swipe, he asked me "Who's that?"
me: it's me
T: no, who is THAT. (pointing at the mirror image)
m: it's ME, that's a mirror.
T: NO! (obviously frustrated) Who. Is. THAT?!
I had tears of laughter streaming down my face...how do you further explain a mirror image to a child?! :)
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
T for Tayshawn x2 & Homework
Months ago, Conny, Kenyon, Tayshawn and I went out to lunch at the Olive Garden. Tayshawn grabbed the drink menu and was looking through it. He would point to pictures and ask his mother "Wus dat?" and she would tell him "Beer. Wine. Juice. Milkshake." After placing our orders, Tayshawn pointed to a glass on the menu and asked "Wus dat?" and Conny says "That's tea."
Tayshawn: I like tea.
*everyone confused (as he's never had tea)*
Tayshawn: T for Tayshawn! :)
Last Saturday, at Kenyon's football game, Ben, Tayshawn and I were sitting in the shade on the bleachers. Conny and Monte were under an umbrella a few rows in front of us. Tayshawn was on my lap, facing me when he asked about my necklace.
A little background: Most of the time, I wear a 4-leaf-clover necklace. For about 2 weeks, every time I'd pick Tayshawn up, he'd ask me what it was. We'd go over the same things each time I'd have him repeat each word and then the whole frase. Finally, I said "Tayshawn, you ask me all the time what this is, don't you remember?" and he hasn't forgotten since. In fact, now he makes ME say each word and then the frase as a whole.
On this particular Saturday, I was wearing the cross necklace of very dear sentimental value, given to me by Ben. Tayshawn asked me "This is the four-leaf-clover?"
Me: No. I'm not wearing the four-leaf-clover today.
Tayshawn: What is it?
M: It's a cross.
T: No it's not.
M: Yes it is.
Ben: Then what is it, Tayshawn?
T: It's a T. For Tayshawn.
B: haha, no it's a cross!
T: A cwoss?
M&B: Yep.
T: oh.
I think he was disappointed to learn that I wasn't wearing a "T for Tayshawn" necklace! :)
In preschool, Tayshawn is now receiving homework since he is getting closer and closer to school age. He absolutely LOVES having homework because he wants to be just like his Bubba (big brother Kenyon) and he gets to do homework like Bubba!
So last week, Tayshawn is working on tracing lines. Kenyon and I are at the table, finishing up dinner, Monte is cleaning up the kitchen and Conny is picking up the living room. Upon completing his line-trace assignment, Tayshawn picks up the packet of homework papers and exclaims at the top of his lungs "Tata, Mommy! I did my homework!" not "TaDa" but "TaTa"...it was so cute! :)
Tayshawn: I like tea.
*everyone confused (as he's never had tea)*
Tayshawn: T for Tayshawn! :)
Last Saturday, at Kenyon's football game, Ben, Tayshawn and I were sitting in the shade on the bleachers. Conny and Monte were under an umbrella a few rows in front of us. Tayshawn was on my lap, facing me when he asked about my necklace.
A little background: Most of the time, I wear a 4-leaf-clover necklace. For about 2 weeks, every time I'd pick Tayshawn up, he'd ask me what it was. We'd go over the same things each time I'd have him repeat each word and then the whole frase. Finally, I said "Tayshawn, you ask me all the time what this is, don't you remember?" and he hasn't forgotten since. In fact, now he makes ME say each word and then the frase as a whole.
On this particular Saturday, I was wearing the cross necklace of very dear sentimental value, given to me by Ben. Tayshawn asked me "This is the four-leaf-clover?"
Me: No. I'm not wearing the four-leaf-clover today.
Tayshawn: What is it?
M: It's a cross.
T: No it's not.
M: Yes it is.
Ben: Then what is it, Tayshawn?
T: It's a T. For Tayshawn.
B: haha, no it's a cross!
T: A cwoss?
M&B: Yep.
T: oh.
I think he was disappointed to learn that I wasn't wearing a "T for Tayshawn" necklace! :)
In preschool, Tayshawn is now receiving homework since he is getting closer and closer to school age. He absolutely LOVES having homework because he wants to be just like his Bubba (big brother Kenyon) and he gets to do homework like Bubba!
So last week, Tayshawn is working on tracing lines. Kenyon and I are at the table, finishing up dinner, Monte is cleaning up the kitchen and Conny is picking up the living room. Upon completing his line-trace assignment, Tayshawn picks up the packet of homework papers and exclaims at the top of his lungs "Tata, Mommy! I did my homework!" not "TaDa" but "TaTa"...it was so cute! :)
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Money, Gangs, and Shakira
Last week, one of Tayshawn's babysitter's shared with Conny a hilarious story that I just couldn't keep to myself.
Tayshawn has a thing for Target. (he got it from his momma) So apparently, he went up to his babysitter and said (with his puppy dog eyes) "Can we go to Target??" And the babysitter asked, "Why do we need to go to Target?"
Tayshawn: I need a new car!
Babysitter: Well...do you have any money for a new car?
T: (finds a dollar he's been saving forEVER) I have this.
B: I don't think that's enough for a new car.
T: Well, where's your purse? Go get your purse.
B: Why do I need to go get my purse?
T: You have money in your purse, right?
He's not dumb! lol :)
Last night at dinner, both the boys were in goofy goofy moods. Kenyon had mentioned something about wanting to shave lines in his eyebrow, which has become increasingly popular. His parents were discussing it as I hopped on Google on my phone. Something in the back of my mind told me that shaving lines in your eyebrow had a more significant meaning than a fashion statement. Turns out I was right; it symbolizes belonging to a gang. The conversation that followed was priceless...
Me: So, Kenyon, you can't shave lines in your eyebrow unless you belong to a gang. And you're never going to be allowed to join a gang...so you'll never have lines in your eyebrow.
Conny: yeah...the only gang you can be apart of is...
Kenyon: a football game?
C: yeah...*giggle*
K: and a basketball game. and maybe a soccer game.
C: what??!? not a GAME...a GANG. G-A-N-G!
K: OOOH!
M: oh, that's going on the blog...hahahahaha :)
My final story has NOTHING to do with Kenyon or Tayshawn, but definitely deserves blog time!
The boys were both in bed. Conny was picking up the living room, Monte was in the kitchen and I was still sitting at the dinner table. The t.v. was playing the On Demand menu, previews of movies and such, from Tayshawn's Special Agent Oso episode. On the screen, you hear a female voice talking about singer Shakira and then they begin to play a clip of her recent release.
The 3 of us hear not even 10 seconds of music... "*something* because we're in Africa *something*" and simultaneously Conny, Monte and I all go, "What is SHAKIRA doing singing about AFRICA?!"...we instantly fell out laughing because none of us had been looking at one another or even talking to one another, but we all thought the same thing. It was definitely something out of a movie. :)
Tayshawn has a thing for Target. (he got it from his momma) So apparently, he went up to his babysitter and said (with his puppy dog eyes) "Can we go to Target??" And the babysitter asked, "Why do we need to go to Target?"
Tayshawn: I need a new car!
Babysitter: Well...do you have any money for a new car?
T: (finds a dollar he's been saving forEVER) I have this.
B: I don't think that's enough for a new car.
T: Well, where's your purse? Go get your purse.
B: Why do I need to go get my purse?
T: You have money in your purse, right?
He's not dumb! lol :)
Last night at dinner, both the boys were in goofy goofy moods. Kenyon had mentioned something about wanting to shave lines in his eyebrow, which has become increasingly popular. His parents were discussing it as I hopped on Google on my phone. Something in the back of my mind told me that shaving lines in your eyebrow had a more significant meaning than a fashion statement. Turns out I was right; it symbolizes belonging to a gang. The conversation that followed was priceless...
Me: So, Kenyon, you can't shave lines in your eyebrow unless you belong to a gang. And you're never going to be allowed to join a gang...so you'll never have lines in your eyebrow.
Conny: yeah...the only gang you can be apart of is...
Kenyon: a football game?
C: yeah...*giggle*
K: and a basketball game. and maybe a soccer game.
C: what??!? not a GAME...a GANG. G-A-N-G!
K: OOOH!
M: oh, that's going on the blog...hahahahaha :)
My final story has NOTHING to do with Kenyon or Tayshawn, but definitely deserves blog time!
The boys were both in bed. Conny was picking up the living room, Monte was in the kitchen and I was still sitting at the dinner table. The t.v. was playing the On Demand menu, previews of movies and such, from Tayshawn's Special Agent Oso episode. On the screen, you hear a female voice talking about singer Shakira and then they begin to play a clip of her recent release.
The 3 of us hear not even 10 seconds of music... "*something* because we're in Africa *something*" and simultaneously Conny, Monte and I all go, "What is SHAKIRA doing singing about AFRICA?!"...we instantly fell out laughing because none of us had been looking at one another or even talking to one another, but we all thought the same thing. It was definitely something out of a movie. :)
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Johnny Who?!
Oh Mr. Tayshawn...he never ceases to amaze us with the HYSTERICAL things he says.
Our house was FILLED with football over the weekend. Saturday games for Kenyon as well as Conny and I (the high school teams had to play day games, we had to be there for our cheerleaders)...college footbal in the afternoon, pro football on Sunday...needless to say, the boys were all football'd out!
Ben was in town and walked out of the back room on Sunday to find the boys playing "football". He said that as he walked down the hall, Tayshawn was running around the house yelling "I'm Johnny Nuts! I'm Johnny Nuts! I'm Johnny Nuts!"
Here's what Ben missed: as Kenyon was setting up the parameters of their living-room football game, he told Tayshawn, "Ok, you can be Johnny Knox (receiver for the Chicago Bears)." Tayshawn looked at Kenyon and exclaimed "I'm not being Johnny Nuts. YOU be Johnny Nuts!"
That kid is one-of-a-kind funny :)
Our house was FILLED with football over the weekend. Saturday games for Kenyon as well as Conny and I (the high school teams had to play day games, we had to be there for our cheerleaders)...college footbal in the afternoon, pro football on Sunday...needless to say, the boys were all football'd out!
Ben was in town and walked out of the back room on Sunday to find the boys playing "football". He said that as he walked down the hall, Tayshawn was running around the house yelling "I'm Johnny Nuts! I'm Johnny Nuts! I'm Johnny Nuts!"
Here's what Ben missed: as Kenyon was setting up the parameters of their living-room football game, he told Tayshawn, "Ok, you can be Johnny Knox (receiver for the Chicago Bears)." Tayshawn looked at Kenyon and exclaimed "I'm not being Johnny Nuts. YOU be Johnny Nuts!"
That kid is one-of-a-kind funny :)
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
SnoCones and Living Arrangements
Sometimes the things that are said in the house aren't necessarily bust-a-gut funny, or tear-enducing sweet. Sometimes, they're just plain cute.
Saturday evening, Kenyon played a football game. Tayshawn was still napping, so Conny and Monte headed up to the game and I said I'd bring Tayshawn with me. First of all, he woke up from his nap while I was still in the shower and the poor thing was scared. I heard a door shut and I flew out of the shower to check on him. He was in the hallway, looking confused and distressed. He'd obviously been around the house looking for his parents. I hugged him, told him it was okay, gave him some juice and put on Blue's Clues so I could finish getting ready.
I was supposed to grab him dinner on our way to the game, but he wasn't hungry and wasn't interested in anything I had to offer him. When I asked him "Fine, what do YOU want for dinner?", he said "A SnoCone!" I texted conny and asked if the concession stand at the game was selling SnoCones and if not, would Tayshawn like a Jamba Juice (same concept, right?! in all actuality, I was craving a Jamba! lol) Conny texted back saying no to the SnoCones but yes to the Jamba.
I told Tayshawn, "They don't have SnoCones at the game, but we're gonna stop and get special snocones on our way, okay?"
T: Okay...alissa?
Me: Yes?
T: Wha kinna special snocone??
M: A strawberry one!
T: *huge gasp* A stwabelly one?!??!
M: Yep! We gotta pick it up before we go to bubba's game, k?
T: Okay! We're gonna get stwabelly snocones! *huge grin*
The way he says strawberry (stwabelly) is one of my favorite things he says. :)
Since I moved in with this amazing family, I've been in and out of my relationship with Ben. Ben would come and stay weekends in our home and the boys absolutely LOVE him, as does he love them.
Every couple of months, Kenyon would ask me if me and Ben were going to get married. Most of the time, the answer was "I hope so." or "One day." or "That's the plan." He'd follow that up with "Are you guys going to live with us when you're married?" which was usually answered with laughter and "No, we'll probably get our own place."
This last time that Ben and I went our separate ways, Kenyon asked me "Do you think that Ben still loves us?" which nearly broke my heart. A few weeks later, driving home from football and cheer pratices, Kenyon asked me "Melissa, how long are you going to live with us?"
Me: Uhm...I'm not sure.
Conny: As long as she wants to, Kenyon.
K: I think you should live with us FOREVER!
C: One day she's going to get married and have a baby...they're going to want a house of their own.
K: You can ALL live with us! Even your baby!
Me: Where would the baby sleep??
K: *thinking...then lightbulb!* He can sleep with Tayshawn! (then, in the most serious, sincere voice I've ever heard) But he might get squooshed, Tayshawn moves around alot.
Me & C: bahahahahahahaha...
It was just so cute how excited he got when he "figured out" where the baby could sleep, then seemed very concerned about him getting squished under a tossing and turning 3-year-old. :)
These boys never cease to amaze me! I hope they know how much they're loved!!
Saturday evening, Kenyon played a football game. Tayshawn was still napping, so Conny and Monte headed up to the game and I said I'd bring Tayshawn with me. First of all, he woke up from his nap while I was still in the shower and the poor thing was scared. I heard a door shut and I flew out of the shower to check on him. He was in the hallway, looking confused and distressed. He'd obviously been around the house looking for his parents. I hugged him, told him it was okay, gave him some juice and put on Blue's Clues so I could finish getting ready.
I was supposed to grab him dinner on our way to the game, but he wasn't hungry and wasn't interested in anything I had to offer him. When I asked him "Fine, what do YOU want for dinner?", he said "A SnoCone!" I texted conny and asked if the concession stand at the game was selling SnoCones and if not, would Tayshawn like a Jamba Juice (same concept, right?! in all actuality, I was craving a Jamba! lol) Conny texted back saying no to the SnoCones but yes to the Jamba.
I told Tayshawn, "They don't have SnoCones at the game, but we're gonna stop and get special snocones on our way, okay?"
T: Okay...alissa?
Me: Yes?
T: Wha kinna special snocone??
M: A strawberry one!
T: *huge gasp* A stwabelly one?!??!
M: Yep! We gotta pick it up before we go to bubba's game, k?
T: Okay! We're gonna get stwabelly snocones! *huge grin*
The way he says strawberry (stwabelly) is one of my favorite things he says. :)
Since I moved in with this amazing family, I've been in and out of my relationship with Ben. Ben would come and stay weekends in our home and the boys absolutely LOVE him, as does he love them.
Every couple of months, Kenyon would ask me if me and Ben were going to get married. Most of the time, the answer was "I hope so." or "One day." or "That's the plan." He'd follow that up with "Are you guys going to live with us when you're married?" which was usually answered with laughter and "No, we'll probably get our own place."
This last time that Ben and I went our separate ways, Kenyon asked me "Do you think that Ben still loves us?" which nearly broke my heart. A few weeks later, driving home from football and cheer pratices, Kenyon asked me "Melissa, how long are you going to live with us?"
Me: Uhm...I'm not sure.
Conny: As long as she wants to, Kenyon.
K: I think you should live with us FOREVER!
C: One day she's going to get married and have a baby...they're going to want a house of their own.
K: You can ALL live with us! Even your baby!
Me: Where would the baby sleep??
K: *thinking...then lightbulb!* He can sleep with Tayshawn! (then, in the most serious, sincere voice I've ever heard) But he might get squooshed, Tayshawn moves around alot.
Me & C: bahahahahahahaha...
It was just so cute how excited he got when he "figured out" where the baby could sleep, then seemed very concerned about him getting squished under a tossing and turning 3-year-old. :)
These boys never cease to amaze me! I hope they know how much they're loved!!
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
I don't love you...right now.
This is a throw-back...I haven't heard Tayshawn use this one in a while...no wait, he used it last week. hahaha
Tayshawn is very picky with his affection. You can usually tell if he hasn't had a nap, because any attempts to talk to him are met with a scowl and a *hmph* and if he's grumpy, you get no hugs or kisses, not even a hello. Last week, I was in the kitchen and I called out "hey Tayshawn...!"
T: what?!
Me: I love you!
T: I don't love you. I only love mom.
Me: *rolls eyes*
This is not the first time that Tayshawn "didn't love me". One of the first times he used this line on me, it was followed by "asissa, I don't love you right now but I love you tomorrow..." At least the kid is honest...now if only adults could get away with that! haha :)
Last night, I was sitting at the table with Tayshawn. In the kitchen behind me were Conny and Monte. As I turned around to look behind me, I see Conny and Monte in a loving embrace (insert "aww" here). From the living room comes Kenyon, into the kitchen, singing "smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more..." and I burst into laughter. Imagine what I'm seeing: husband and wife, hugging and kissing after a long day apart, eldest son singing the background music of "Smack That" by Akon. Didn't quite fit! Monte hugged his eldest son and said "oh the innocence of children..." and isn't it the truth?! :)
I swear, our house is a riot!
Tayshawn is very picky with his affection. You can usually tell if he hasn't had a nap, because any attempts to talk to him are met with a scowl and a *hmph* and if he's grumpy, you get no hugs or kisses, not even a hello. Last week, I was in the kitchen and I called out "hey Tayshawn...!"
T: what?!
Me: I love you!
T: I don't love you. I only love mom.
Me: *rolls eyes*
This is not the first time that Tayshawn "didn't love me". One of the first times he used this line on me, it was followed by "asissa, I don't love you right now but I love you tomorrow..." At least the kid is honest...now if only adults could get away with that! haha :)
Last night, I was sitting at the table with Tayshawn. In the kitchen behind me were Conny and Monte. As I turned around to look behind me, I see Conny and Monte in a loving embrace (insert "aww" here). From the living room comes Kenyon, into the kitchen, singing "smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more..." and I burst into laughter. Imagine what I'm seeing: husband and wife, hugging and kissing after a long day apart, eldest son singing the background music of "Smack That" by Akon. Didn't quite fit! Monte hugged his eldest son and said "oh the innocence of children..." and isn't it the truth?! :)
I swear, our house is a riot!
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
The Mouse-Bunny
Last night Conny, Tayshawn and I were the only ones home for dinner. Conny made chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn...and because Tayshawn didn't want chicken, she reheated some spaghetti. Here is the conversation that occured while she made his plate and sat him down at the table:
T: Mom, I'm firsty too.
C: ok...(fixing plate)
T: I want to use the mouse! (pulling decorative straw from drawer)
C: That's a bunny.
T: No, it's a mouse.
C: No, it's a bunny.
T: A mouse!
C: A bunny! (taking his plate to the table) Come eat.
T: But mom, I'm firsty too!
C: Ok, what do you want? Milk?
T: Yeah, milk. No! ......yeah, milk. I want to use the mouse!
C: ok (grabbing straw and pouring milk)
T: (when milk is set in front of him) I have Mouse-Bunny Straw! *laughing at his own funny* haha Mouse *deep breath* Bunny *deep breath* Straw! hahahaha
C & Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Me: oh that's going on the blog...
A photo of Tayshawn using the mouse-bunny straw (which, if you notice, IS in fact a bunny)
After I took this photo, he said "I want to see!" I showed him the photo and he said "I want to see me drink!" thinking I had taken a video of him. When I told him it wasn't a video, he was instantly sad and told me "but I want a vimeo..." with the pouty look he's ultimately perfected. This kid never fails to make me smile! :)
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Pete and Repeat...
Everyone's heard that rhyme before, right? You hear this story about a boy named Pete and his brother named Repeat. You end up instructing the person telling the story to repeat everything and it goes on and on until someone says "OK Stop!"
In our household, we have our very own Repeat. Little mister Tayshawn is our own personal echo.
A couple weeks ago, prior to cheer camp, Conny was doing laundry. Loads and loads of laundry later, she walks back to the laundry room and proclaims "I HATE laundry!" Tayshawn, at the dinner table with me, says, "YEAH! I HATE laundry!" From the back of the house, Conny rhetorically asks, "Tayshawn, will you stop repeating everything I say?" and very matter-of-fact he tells her "No." :)
Prior to that, Conny was running out the door with Tayshawn and realized that she had forgotten something in the house. Absent mindedly, she turns back and says "Oh! Crap man, I forgot something..." and right on her heels, Tayshawn follows with "Yeah, crap man!" :)
Just two nights ago, as Conny diligently picks the peas out of her pot pie, Tayshawn snuggles up next to her looking for some eats. He's anxious for a bite and keeps telling her "Mommy, dere's no mo peas!" She continues to find peas and says "You'd think they could fill this up with more meat or celery or something...there's a crap load of peas in this thing!" and knowing what was coming, we turned to Tayshawn in time to hear him say "Yeah! A crap load!" :)
One of the funniest "repeats" to date: Conny hopped in the shower after a long, busy day. Her 3-year-old son doesn't really care what she's up to, and walked in. He tells her "Mommy! I'm hungry." She asks him what he wants and he says "UHM...???...a s'lami sammich." She tells him she'll get it for him when she gets out. He continues to tell her "Mommy! I'm thirsty!"...
Conny: Okay, Tayshawn! I'll get you something in a minute...(growing increasingly irritated)
Tayshawn: MOMMY! I want my truck! (which is located in the shower)
Conny: (out of the shower, attempting to get dressed) Do you want a salami sandwich or do you want your flippin truck??!?
Tayshawn: (in the same growling tone as mommy) I want my flippin truck!
Conny attempts to finish getting dressed amid laughter...Tayshawn is patiently waiting. From the bathroom floor, Conny hears (in a sweet, sing-song voice): "Mooommmmyy...I want my flippin truucckk!" :)
In our household, we have our very own Repeat. Little mister Tayshawn is our own personal echo.
A couple weeks ago, prior to cheer camp, Conny was doing laundry. Loads and loads of laundry later, she walks back to the laundry room and proclaims "I HATE laundry!" Tayshawn, at the dinner table with me, says, "YEAH! I HATE laundry!" From the back of the house, Conny rhetorically asks, "Tayshawn, will you stop repeating everything I say?" and very matter-of-fact he tells her "No." :)
Prior to that, Conny was running out the door with Tayshawn and realized that she had forgotten something in the house. Absent mindedly, she turns back and says "Oh! Crap man, I forgot something..." and right on her heels, Tayshawn follows with "Yeah, crap man!" :)
Just two nights ago, as Conny diligently picks the peas out of her pot pie, Tayshawn snuggles up next to her looking for some eats. He's anxious for a bite and keeps telling her "Mommy, dere's no mo peas!" She continues to find peas and says "You'd think they could fill this up with more meat or celery or something...there's a crap load of peas in this thing!" and knowing what was coming, we turned to Tayshawn in time to hear him say "Yeah! A crap load!" :)
One of the funniest "repeats" to date: Conny hopped in the shower after a long, busy day. Her 3-year-old son doesn't really care what she's up to, and walked in. He tells her "Mommy! I'm hungry." She asks him what he wants and he says "UHM...???...a s'lami sammich." She tells him she'll get it for him when she gets out. He continues to tell her "Mommy! I'm thirsty!"...
Conny: Okay, Tayshawn! I'll get you something in a minute...(growing increasingly irritated)
Tayshawn: MOMMY! I want my truck! (which is located in the shower)
Conny: (out of the shower, attempting to get dressed) Do you want a salami sandwich or do you want your flippin truck??!?
Tayshawn: (in the same growling tone as mommy) I want my flippin truck!
Conny attempts to finish getting dressed amid laughter...Tayshawn is patiently waiting. From the bathroom floor, Conny hears (in a sweet, sing-song voice): "Mooommmmyy...I want my flippin truucckk!" :)
Monday, August 9, 2010
Raccoon Tan and Where Ben Lives
Welcome! This blog idea came to me over the weekend when my best friend joked about keeping a blog to document the funny things I say. I have my fair share of comical, accidental "blonde" moments and while it would be a funny blog to read, it dawned on me that my friends' children say SO MANY funny or sweet things SO often!
We're constantly sharing stories about the time Kenyon had us laughing 'til we cried...and how Tayshawn's defiance makes the rest of us fall out with laughter. I've often thought to myself "someone needs to write these things down!" so now I'm going to! Check back often, as these kids crack us up regularly!
Let's start with a little background...Monte and Conny are a happily married couple, raising and supporting their family of 4. Kenyon is their 9 year old superstar son and Tayshawn is their 3 year old stand up comedian. They graciously accepted me into their home and I've been renting a room from them for over 10 months now. The boys often refer to me as their big sister and it melts my heart. This blog is dedicated to posting their funny sayings as well as their sweet and loving comments. I'll start with a couple of recent comedies:
Last week, Conny and I flew home from cheer camp out of town. [side note: cheer camp involved 4 days out in the sun from 8 am-9 pm] Kenyon plays junior league football and had just gotten home from practice. He refused to make eye contact with me as he walked in; he went straight back to hop in the shower. Conny and I had picked up Taco Bell on our way home from the airport and Monte and I sat down at the dinner table to eat. Kenyon sat to my left at the square table and immediately bowed his head to say his prayers. As he looked up from his prayers, he made quiet conversation with his dad. He turned to me to ask a question...his eyes grew wider and he had to look away and look back to make sure what he was seeing was real. In a very concerened, extremely sincere voice, Kenyon asked me, "What happened to your face??!?!" Monte and I nearly fell out of our seats, we were laughing so hard. I explained to Kenyon that while at cheer camp, i had been in the sun and got a funny tan line on my face from my sun glasses. He looked very confused, and just said "oh." I'll give it to the kid, my tan was pretty funny looking! :)
Last night, I passed along a message that my exboyfriend (who was also very close with this family and who the boys still love very much) said "hi" to Tayshawn. Tayshawn turns to me at the mention of my ex's name and says "I I...I can't find Ben." Tayshawn has started this stuttering that some say is just a phase. It makes alot of what he says that much cuter.
Me: Well, he doesn't live here
Tayshawn: Why? (he is asking this question much more frequently!)
Me: Because he lives at home...at HIS home
Tayshawn: But buuut he live in YOUR room?
Me: *giggle* no, Tayshawn, he doesn't live in my room.
Tayshawn: oh. *long pause* but I want him to so much.
Me: SO much?
Tayshawn: Yeah, I want Ben to live in your room.
Me: *laughing* ok, I'll tell him :)
The comedy and heart warming statements are DAILY. I'll post as often as I remember to! Have a happy Monday, readers!
We're constantly sharing stories about the time Kenyon had us laughing 'til we cried...and how Tayshawn's defiance makes the rest of us fall out with laughter. I've often thought to myself "someone needs to write these things down!" so now I'm going to! Check back often, as these kids crack us up regularly!
Let's start with a little background...Monte and Conny are a happily married couple, raising and supporting their family of 4. Kenyon is their 9 year old superstar son and Tayshawn is their 3 year old stand up comedian. They graciously accepted me into their home and I've been renting a room from them for over 10 months now. The boys often refer to me as their big sister and it melts my heart. This blog is dedicated to posting their funny sayings as well as their sweet and loving comments. I'll start with a couple of recent comedies:
Last week, Conny and I flew home from cheer camp out of town. [side note: cheer camp involved 4 days out in the sun from 8 am-9 pm] Kenyon plays junior league football and had just gotten home from practice. He refused to make eye contact with me as he walked in; he went straight back to hop in the shower. Conny and I had picked up Taco Bell on our way home from the airport and Monte and I sat down at the dinner table to eat. Kenyon sat to my left at the square table and immediately bowed his head to say his prayers. As he looked up from his prayers, he made quiet conversation with his dad. He turned to me to ask a question...his eyes grew wider and he had to look away and look back to make sure what he was seeing was real. In a very concerened, extremely sincere voice, Kenyon asked me, "What happened to your face??!?!" Monte and I nearly fell out of our seats, we were laughing so hard. I explained to Kenyon that while at cheer camp, i had been in the sun and got a funny tan line on my face from my sun glasses. He looked very confused, and just said "oh." I'll give it to the kid, my tan was pretty funny looking! :)
Last night, I passed along a message that my exboyfriend (who was also very close with this family and who the boys still love very much) said "hi" to Tayshawn. Tayshawn turns to me at the mention of my ex's name and says "I I...I can't find Ben." Tayshawn has started this stuttering that some say is just a phase. It makes alot of what he says that much cuter.
Me: Well, he doesn't live here
Tayshawn: Why? (he is asking this question much more frequently!)
Me: Because he lives at home...at HIS home
Tayshawn: But buuut he live in YOUR room?
Me: *giggle* no, Tayshawn, he doesn't live in my room.
Tayshawn: oh. *long pause* but I want him to so much.
Me: SO much?
Tayshawn: Yeah, I want Ben to live in your room.
Me: *laughing* ok, I'll tell him :)
The comedy and heart warming statements are DAILY. I'll post as often as I remember to! Have a happy Monday, readers!
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