Friday, February 24, 2012
From the kitchen I heard him say, "Dotty is a dog." Then, "Is Dotty a dog?" Then, "Dotty are you a dog?"
We got a package and as usual, NJ was all excited running to the door and talking about "that man". I didn't see anything by the time I got to the door, but I did bring in the package. I looked at who it was for, from, and the postage. NJ says, "Why you say, sheesh and woaw?" I just laughed I didn't feel like trying explain to him why $28 to send a package is a lot.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Poor Dotty got chased around tonight by a crazed little boy yelling: "Dotty, I want to pet you! Dotty! Dotty, I want to pet you! I just want to pet you, Dotty! Dotty!" Oh dear. As if that will convince the poor girl to stop in her tracks to let him. Sorry, Dot, the peace and quiet is over for you.
All I got was a strange look. I'll try again tomorrow. First transformer from his Ah-goo (uncle). Brings back memories of watching it with him when we were kids. NJ kept asking me, "Why only the front wheel is turning?" He didn't seem to like that the back wheels didn't move, so I changed it back to the robot instead. Silly boy.
I wrapped his bandaid with tape because it just kept coming off. He cut his hand on one of his VW cars today. A part of it was broken and sharp without knowing it. It looks like quite an owie for being just a cut from a toy. Poor guy was all whiney and kept asking me to help him with everything because his hand hurt. Either it really does, or he's milking it and I'm falling for it! We'll see how he is tomorrow. Praying for dinner, he asked me to pray for his hand to stop hurting. Aww.