Peanut keeps us entertained at chez selzach. I love how he cracks up when Hubby is silly, his cute conversations, and the goofy faces he makes.
Last night in the car he came out with a couple of cute ones.
"Water onna woob!" It took me a minute to realize he was telling me he spilled water on his woobie (blankie). He was concerned about it, but once I told him the water would dry, he was fine.
A short while later we saw a police car.
"Sorry, sweetie, they only put the sirens on when they're going to help someone." (He makes the same demand any time we see an ambulance, firetruck, or cop care.)
"That's right, they help people who have booboos."
We're still working on the whole bedtime/sleep thing. Our vacation messed it up - we were up late and he slept in bed with us since neither grandparents have cribs anymore and Papaw's house has steep stairs, so we wanted to be near Mr. Stealthypants who loves stairs.
Last night, Hubby finally got Peanut to sleep after putting him back into bed countless times. Peanut woke up several times after that and was patted/shushed back to sleep. Around midnight, he bounded out of bed, found Hubby, nodded his head, put his hands on his hips and announced "Mommy Bed!"