Mr. Chatterbox

The following are some random conversations
with Luke over the last month:

Luke: "Mommy, Aubrey's climbing"

I go into the den and see Aubrey
sitting on top of the fireplace

Me: "Aubrey, do not climb on the fireplace"

Luke: "Aubrey is Big and Strong!"


Ryan asks me if I've seen any B-U-G-S today (we've had bug issues and just had some one come spray
for the 2nd time this month).

Luke glances up at Ryan and exclaims, "Bugs!".

I thought we had at least another 2 years of spelling words before Luke was able to figure out how to spell, guess we need to come up with a new code language.


At least once a day, usually around lunch time,
Luke says, "Let's drive Mommy's car,
go Chickaway (Chick-fil-a)."


These conversations are a direct result of our
potty training over the last month:

Luke: "You go pee pee, Mommy?"

Me: "Yes"

Luke: "Wow, that's GOOD!"


During our first couple of weeks of intense potty training I set a timer to go off about ever 20 minutes,
to remind me to take Luke to the potty.

Luke became so used to the timer, that when
he heard it go off, he would shout,
"pee pee timer, time to go pee pee again!".


Tonight at dinner, Luke looks at me with a serious face and asks: "You need to poo poo Mommy?"


Enough potty talk, Luke does have a very sweet side:

While Aubrey was laying on the floor getting her diaper changed, Luke walks over to her, sits down beside her, strokes her hair and says, "Aubrey's a good baby".


After straightening and "fixing" my hair one day,
Luke looks at me and says,
"Mommy, yours hair is pwetty(pretty)!"