Kid-isms

Listening to Coleman and Brooklyn always makes us laugh.

Just after we got to the hospital and Cole say his new little brother Flint.
Cole: "We're a family group."

After we brought baby Flint home from the hospital and Cole was feeling a need to protect his little brother. Cole: "If a burglar jumped in the window I would punch him in the eye before he could get baby Flint."

I was checking up on Coleman in the bathroom.  He sometimes gets distracted playing in the sink when he is supposed to be coming to dinner.
Cole: "Sometimes you make me pee my pants."
Dad: "When do I make you pee your pants?"
Cole: "Like when I was wearing my camo pants and you scared me."

Brooklyn was excited to tell grandma about our other games after we finished playing the snake game.
Brookie: "We have 'Shoot the Ladders'".

While we were changing Flint's diaper...
Coleman: "Mom, is that his pee pee thing?"
Mom: "Yes."
Coleman: "I have a pee pee thing too. Can I show him mine?"
Mom:... ... ...
Coleman: "Look Baby Flint..."

Coleman put on his halloween shirt with glow in the dark bones.
"These are my ribs. And these are my arm ribs."

While riding in the car, Brookie was apparently pondering deeply about other people's perspective.
"Mom, what if we sliced off our skin and traded it with someone else?"

Today in the late afternoon (after about 2 hours of someone whining or screaming at all times)...
Brookie: "Why does your face look like that, Mom?"
Mom: "I'm tired and my kids aren't being good listeners. I'm having a hard day."
Coleman: "I'm having a hard day too. We're all having a hard day."
Brookie: "Yeah."
Coleman: "Except Dad."
Tyler was asleep in the bedroom.
Guess they don't get that Dad is working 'hard nights.'

Coleman (with his hand raised high above his head): "Who wants to play hide and seek? I do!"

A couple days ago, I stepped into the other room to put my hair in a pony tail on our way out the door. Flint was asleep in the bouncer. We'd just finished an art project. I was gone for 5 minutes. All the while I heard the kids giggling and I was thinking how sweet it was they were having so much fun together. Little did I know that the giggles stemmed from a torturing session with their little brother. They were bouncing the bouncy chair and watching him flail around.  As I was finishing my pony tail, I heard "WOA! COOL! My turn!" - I went rushing in to find Flint 4 feet from the bouncer, lying on his stomach and pointed the opposite way, eyes wide.  I had no idea how he got there. I asked the kids and they wouldn't say. Everyone went to time out and I picked up Baby Flint. As I thought about it, I became more and more concerned so I asked Coleman (the more reliable source) what had happened. He explained that Brookie sat on the tall end of the bouncer and Baby Flint flew out and landed over there... I didn't see it, but the picture he painted in my mind was absolutely haunting! Kinda funny now a couple days later - now that we know Flint didn't sustain any permanent damage. The bouncer is put away for awhile now.

The day after the bouncer incident the kids were talking about it .
Coleman: "Mom, do you remember when Baby Flint flew out of his seat?" (How could I forget?)
Mom: "Yeah. That was a bad thing, wasn't it."
Coleman: "I was thinking that he just needed a jet pack, 'cause then he could just keep on flying."

Brookie has had a hard time lately sitting down to eat her dinner. Sometimes I just give up, but last night Tyler was home and we all sat down together and things were kind of normal.  The kids brought toys to the table that were interfering with their eating, so Tyler took Cole's airplane and put it in his room and asked Brookie to set her fingernail polish on the floor. She didn't.
Tyler: "Brookie, I'm going to count to three and your fingernail polish needs to be on the floor or I will take it away...1...2...3."
He took the fingernail polish and put it across the room.
Brookie: "Dad, I'm going to count to 4 and you're going to give it back."