Scott Funnies

I thought that I should start documenting some of the funny things that Scott says. The kid is seriously hilarious!

Just recently Matt went out of town to Houston for business and he usually brings home a little gift for Scott. This time he brought Scott a couple stuffed animals and left them on his bed. So we get home and this is what Scott has to say about it. "Look mom! Daddy brought me a dog and rat!" LOL The rat is actually an armadillo.

For the summer my MIL has agreed to watch Scott for us on Mondays. She had related a conversation that she had with him on Monday afternoon on their way to Chick-fil-a (sp?) for lunch.

Scott - "Grammy waht does R.U.E spell?"
Grammy - " It says Rue."
S - "What does Rue mean?"
G - "It means street in French."
S - "I wonder if my dad knows how to say street in Russian? Grammy do you know how to say street in Chinese?"

LOL We were all laughing after she told us that.

Children . . . .

I thought that I would jot something down today just because I wanted something new other than my Harry Potter post. This morning I was reading the comics and came across these two comic strips that made me chuckle b/c they are true.


Here's the first one.

I had to laugh at this one b/c this how Scott reacts to an injury. He's okay when someone else looks at it but either Matt or I look at it he gets all dramatic. All I have to do is try to look at it and he wigs. haha

Then here is the second one.

I think this is how most kids think about their mom's bags/purses. I know that Scott does. I'm always pulling something out of my purse and he always asks if there is anything else in there. haha

We all love our children and their own unique way of thinking and acting. They make life enjoyable even when there are times when we just want to lock them in their room for the rest of their life.

Out of the Blue

Ok so I know that I haven't posted in a couple days, but felt that this was note worthy. The other night Matt and I were telling Scott to pick up the toys in his room before he went to bed. Not wanting to he told Matt "Daddy just throw them away." Throw them away!?! What? Matt came out of the room laughing and said that Scott just told him to throw away his toys. So being a nice mom I calmly said that if we threw them away he wouldn't have anything to play with. Not wanting to budge from his decision he said, "that's okay." Eventually we got him to pick up the toys before bedtime. What a stubborn kid I have. At least I know that when he makes up his mind to do something he will stick to it.