We were watching ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas on TV . . .
7: 8 reindeer? But where’s Rudolph?
Me: I think this might have happened before he was born.
7: Well, is that first reindeer his father . . . Dixon?
Watching The Voice . . .
Carson Daly: So if you want to vote for Cassie . . .
7: I don’t! She’s awful!
Me: You’re being pretty mean to her.
7: You think enemies are nice to their enemies?
Me: Um, she’s your enemy now?
A Christmas commercial comes on the TV for Samsung phones (elves make Santa a video, telling him he can watch it on the sleigh, then Mrs. Claus says she also make him a video . . . but that he probably shouldn’t watch it on the sleigh . . . suggestive look . . . eyebrows raised).
7: I saw a different commercial like that. A guy is getting on a plane and his kid made a video, and then his wife also made a video, but tells him he probably shouldn’t watch it on the plane. I agree! You probably shouldn’t watch videos on planes. Except for the ones they have on there for you.
I am so thankfully that he did not catch the naughty undertones of that commercial.
Listening to a mix tape (yes, I still call it that, but technically a CD) in the car, and Elvis Presley’s Suspicious Minds comes on . . .
Me: I’ll give you a dollar if you can tell me who sings this.
7: Hmmmm . . . Michael Buble?
Me: Sigh. You’re killing me here, kid.
The Geico commercial comes on TV . . .
4: Is that the eggo?
Me: What is an eggo?
4: That little guy on TV. Is he an eggo?
Me: No babe, that’s a gecko.
4: Nobody wants an old blompy paper.
4: Yeah, that means all curled up and crazy.
4: Hey mommy, I know something that’s no such thing.
Me: Oh yeah, what’s that?
4: Candy Juice!
Yeah, pretty sure that’s called “soda” my son.
4: This is true: when we got there, we saw fire fighters playing basketball.
Me: That’s true, huh?
4: Yeah! And if you’d been there to see it, it would be the truth!
He’s gonna be a brilliant defense attorney someday. I’m so proud! *sniff*
4: Mommy, I want to make two snowmen.
Me: I’m not sure there’s enough snow for 2, bud.
4: Can I tell you why I want to make 2? Let me whisper in your ear. ((because I want the snowmen to be you and me!))
Heart . . . melting . . . so . . . much!
4: Yeah, do that, baby!
4: You know how some people are Rock Stars and they say, “yeah, baby!”
4: You know what I want to be when I grow up? The Hawk!
7: You will have to be WAY stronger to be The Hawk.
4: Oh, I will work out every single day. And I’ll be like “can I have some broccoli, please? Can I have some cauliflower, please?” because those are super healthy!
I fully support my son’s goal to become a fictional character.
Hubs: I got you guys something from Costa Rica!
7: ((said with full on disdain)) Let me guess . . . a shirt.
Me: Well, I guess you don’t want it then, huh?
4: Maybe it’s a big bag of candy!
Hubs: Oh yes, I definitely got you guys a big bag of CANDY.
4: Or maybe it’s a big bag of VEGETABLES. For 7 to put in his mouth!!
4 is getting way too good with the comebacks. We’re gonna be in trouble soon . . .