What a weekend, y'all! Thanks so much for all the support with the Snowy Days, Steamy Nights anthology sale! But the fun's over, and it's time for the Monday grind again, which means… time for Munchkin Mondays!
This week, we're going back to the summer of 2012, when I was pregnant with Buttercup and Squeaker was a toddlin' fool. Enjoy!
“Mommy, can I have some mandara oranges?”
“No, but you can have a banana.”
“Um, what else?”
Munchkin, giggling now: “What else?”
Repeat, with increasing giggling, until: “Mommy, stop! You're making me have to go to the bathroom!”
I'm going to have to remember this trick for when Squeaker is fighting against mandatory potty time.
The only thing funnier than Munchkin dancing to Katy Perry and Who Let The Dogs Out is Squeaker dancing to the same.
Fast forward almost two years, and we can substitute “Buttercup” for “Squeaker.” 🙂 Although, Squeaker and Munchkin are both still pretty hilarious.
I was putting Munchkin to bed and I told him, “You're my smart boy.” He replied, “Ooooh, girl! You know I am!”
I think this happened again just last week…
The Squeak is practicing his manipulation techniques. “If I say,'No! No! No!' and pucker my lips, she'll stop and give me one more kiss before leaving me in my room for the night.”
Again, substitute “Buttercup” for “The Squeak,” and we have life as we know it now. 🙂
Munchkin's up waiting for the garbage man. We can hear him down the street. But while waiting, Munchkin suddenly announces, “I have to say good morning to baby,” comes over, calls her by name, and kisses and hugs my belly. Love how much he loves being a big brother. 🙂
And nowadays, the boys fight over the privilege of going in to say good morning to Buttercup first. I have some pretty good kids, y'all. 🙂
One would think that after the great wooden train incident of '11 that he still talks about, Munchkin would have learned I'm serious when I tell him to pick up his toys.
Two and a half years later, Munchkin now sagely advises his brother and sister. “Guys, they're serious. They'll take our toys away like they did wooden train.”
Gave Munchkin a hard boiled egg after he ate everything else in the house. He ate half the white, pulled the yolk out whole, and then launched the yolk at the white (while still holding both, which is the only reason I haven't made him walk the plank), saying, “Mommy, I'm playing Angry Birds.”
Do people still play Angry Birds? My kids still love the shirts. 🙂
Enjoy your Monday!
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