I have a new post up at Rattle & Pen about the disappearing "village" in modern parenting. Where's my village, yo? Go check it out here.
But while you're here!! Here's some more adorableness from the mouths of my little lunatics. They're nutballs, but I love 'em.
Big One:
"That's my spirit!" meaning, that's the spirit.
Holding an improvised vacuum extension limbo pole over my head:
"Mommy! Let's lahmbo!"
"You mean limbo?"
"Yeah! Now it's you're turn to mambo!"
"up-spied-down" = upside down
"up-spied-up" = right side up
"Lightning the Queen" = Lightning McQueen (from Cars)
Little One:
"Meez" or "pweez" = please
"brudder" = brother
"wap" = lap
"tincrumbers" or "kidcumbers" = cucumbers
"Fprinkles" (aka: sprinkles) = goosebumps
"fwaht-fwahts" = flip flops
"swars" = stars
"shit" = sit OR chips, so he very often says things like, "Daddy shit. Brudder shit. Shit, meez!" or "Yummy shits. Eat shits. More shits, pweez." I love it so hard.
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