I really shouldn't be surprised about what comes out of Cooper's mouth these days, but I just can't get over how smart and curious that boy is. This week, some hilarious scenes have played out at our house...all while Cooper has had ear infection, and I swear, is hearing less than normal.
Monday night, THE ONLY night I really want to watch something (Dancing With the Stars) on TV, Cooper turned the TV on to Clifford. I said, "Honey, switch it to mommy's show." (He knew what that meant.) "No, I wanna watch Clifford." "Cooper, you can watch your shows in the morning. Right now, turn it to Dancing, please." After arguing several times from across the room, Cooper finally said, "Mom, go take a shower." (So he could watch his show, of course.) Turd!
Tuesday evening we were standing in the drive-way when Cooper heard a motorcycle. As it drove by, he exclaimed, "That motorcycle just scared the crap out of me!" (Oops, I'll take the credit for that one. He has repeated it once since....hopefully never again, though!)
Wednesday morning, I need to leave town early, so I had packed the boys' clothes in the bag, and decided I would take them to daycare in their jammies. After explaining that to Cooper (I don't think he heard me because of his ear ache), he proceeded to strip naked and walk into the bathroom. I said, "COOPER, I said you can get dressed at Jolene's!" (Loudly, because I wanted him to hear me, not because I was upset.) In the meantime, he got up on the toilet, released some morning gas, and said "MOM, I JUST NEED TO GET THIS PEE OUT!" ...Believe me, I could NOT stop laughing....and he was SO serious!
Thursday morning, the boys got up extra early, so I decided we would walk to daycare. I piled them in the wagon, with cups and cold cereal, and we headed out for about a mile walk. A block or so from Jolene's, I could see a dead squirrel up ahead. There was no way I could change our route, so I just walked as far away from it as possible, trying to avoid an explanation (for which, I had none). Sure enough, Cooper pipes up, "Mom, what's the squirrlo doin?" "I don't know Coop. Don't look at it. It's gross." Then, as he stares, investigating, "COOP, I SAID DON'T LOOK AT IT." (Thinking maybe he didn't hear me again, because of the ear ache.) As we got past it, a truck went by us, and Coop said, "Mom, did that truck run him over?" "I don't know buddy." (Trying to end the conversation...) When we got to daycare, Cooper told his friend Cale about the "squirrlo" and said, "He better get back up in the tree!" Jolene and I just laughed!
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