"Why my friends not here yet?"

"Dotty are you a dog?"

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.

"Mama, Ah-ma, Mama, Ah-ma, Mama..."

He had fun going back and forth calling us. It sounded more like: mamamamamamamamamamamama.

I had a little lunch visit, wondering how he's doing.

"Dotty, I want to pet you!"

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.

Can you say, Optimus Prime?

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 want to color the table"

He's been asking to use this desk and now he gets to use it for the first time! It's been hidden behind the chairs in the corner of the room, piled with stuff on top. But a while ago I caught him trying to sit on the seat. I asked him what he was doing and he said he wanted to use the desk. I told him he could use it once we clean everything off and get it out of the corner. It took us a while and every few days he'd ask why we haven't moved it for him. We finally moved it Friday, but he hasn't been here to see it or use it. It's the perfect size for him, it's so cute. So glad we picked it up (great garage sale find), even though we intended to resell it. For now it's NJ's desk and he loves it!

"I can't because my hand"

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.

He ran out to greet me today and kept asking to come home with me. So heart breaking, I'd rather have him home. I brought clothes and more food, his request today was olives. How odd.