Escherisms

He make look sweet and innocent... but boy, is he a handful!

Here are some different conversations and statements that have been going on around here...

In the car on the way to preschool:
Escher: "Maybe Santa will bring me an animal toy for Christmas, Mommy!"
Me: "Maybe, do you remember how Santa wants you to act?"
E: "No, I don't, can you remember?"
M: "He wants you to be gentle, and nice, and be a good listener."
E: "Like Truman?"
M: "Is Truman a good listener?"
E: "No!!! That's why I said that, Mommy! He not a good listener, like me!"

Playing on the air mattress in Riley's room:
Escher "No, Mommy, get off! You'll pop it! You'll pop it with your big rooster butt!"

Getting angry with me when I asked him to help me pick up his toys:
Escher: "Mommy, you are so dangerous, and so mean, and you have a big rooster butt."

And pretty much all the time these days:
"Why? Why Mommy? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why Mommy? Why? Why? Why? Why?"

"Riley Roo, Stinky Poo!"

"ROAR!!! ROAR!!! ROAR!!! ROAR!!!"
Its funny... You are so excited for them to learn to talk, you anxiously await their first word. Then they start to string them together. Then they turn "THREE HALF!" and think they know everything and they don't stop talking all day and you just wish they would be quiet for 30 seconds so your ears can stop ringing.

Other moms feel this way too, right? Right???