Isms

Max-isms


Max always says "Mmm! Yummies!" when he likes a food or the drink you gave him.
Tonight when I tucked him in, he said, "Hug! Tiss!" (kiss)
I came over to his crib, gave him a hug and kiss, and he said, "Mm! Yummies tiss!"

Max:      Three, four, eight, nine, ten!

Me:      One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

Max:     Yay, Mom!

Asher-ism

 Asher (at the grocery store):  Burritos drain my life if I get too close to them.

Joshua-ism

Josh (opening his happy meal toy):  What does it do? 

Me (a little too excited): It's a smurf! 

Josh: Look on the package. It'll have instructions; it'll say what it does. 

Me: It doesn't do anything. It's just a smurf to play with.

Josh: Ugh. (looks on packaging) But what does it do??

Josh (upon discovering that it, in fact, doesn't do anything): Fine. Let's look and see what's next. 

(Sighing, checks bottom of happy meal box to see what toy is coming next.)

My kids are getting old. :(