If you have had or been around a two year old, you know that the possibilities are endless. My son is no exception. Without further adieu.
Rob: “Don’t pick your nose with the airplane, Jerry.”
Me: “Please don’t sit on your sister again.”
Me:”Stop standing inside of the refrigerator and put the mustard back.”
Jerry: Baby Clara POOPED.
Me: No, Jerry, that was you.
Jerry:”Sound like cuckoo bird….Nope, its baby Clara.”
Rob:”Jerry, please stop licking the fronts of the cabinets.”
Me:”Please, don’t drink anymore dirty bathwater.”
Me:”Who am I?”
Me:”No, I’m not daddy. Who am I?”
Me:”Good! Now who are YOU?”
Me:*sigh*”No…who are you?”
me:”Jerry…are you coloring your belly button?”
Hopefully, these brightened up your day, or at least made you laugh. If so, you’re welcome.