I was gone at girls camp for a few days, so these first two are compliments of my mom, who was my all-star babysitter:
Nana: Chase, let's sing some songs in the car. How about Wheels on the Bus?
Chase: No Nana. I just like it when the car sings. (cue radio)
The first day upon my mom's arrival, Ben opens the door for her and Chase immediately turns to Ben and says, "Okay daddy, go to work!" (pronounced woik)
When I got back from camp:
Ben: Look boys! Mommy's home!
Chase: But mommy isn't supposed to be home until Friday?
Me: It is Friday, Chase.
Chase: YAY! Mommy's home!
On Sunday morning I asked him if he wanted to have oatmeal squares for breakfast, since he was begging for them at dinner the night before. His reply was, "Now, I just want them on Wednesdays."
Me: Come on little man!
Chase: I am NOT a man!
Me: Then what are you?
Chase: (thinks for a minute) I'm a Hugo!
We've had a lot of talks about what a person's full name is and what that means. For months and months he's insisted he is just Chase or Chaser. He's finally come to terms that his name is Chase Anderson Hugo. When I asked him Nora's full name the other day he responded with Nora Anderson Hugo! And now he's decided that she's just Nora Lindsay, not Nora Lindsay Smith because she's just tiny and apparently that is too much name for such a small person.
Me: Chase, why is your underwear in the diaper bag? Did you take it off?
Chase: Yeah I did.
Me: Why?
Chase: Because it just finked.
Me: Finked??? Oh you mean "stinked"
Chase: Yeah it finked.
Me: Why?
Chase: Because there was a whole lot of gassies in it!
One morning Chase came into our room to wake us up (he's always the first one up in this house) and shortly after we heard Hudson talking away in his room. So as Ben and I are getting out of bed I hear Chase run into Hudson's room, throw a toy in the crib and say, "Here Hudson, play with that." and then run out and slammed Hudson's door behind him.
Nana: Chase, let's sing some songs in the car. How about Wheels on the Bus?
Chase: No Nana. I just like it when the car sings. (cue radio)
The first day upon my mom's arrival, Ben opens the door for her and Chase immediately turns to Ben and says, "Okay daddy, go to work!" (pronounced woik)
When I got back from camp:
Ben: Look boys! Mommy's home!
Chase: But mommy isn't supposed to be home until Friday?
Me: It is Friday, Chase.
Chase: YAY! Mommy's home!
On Sunday morning I asked him if he wanted to have oatmeal squares for breakfast, since he was begging for them at dinner the night before. His reply was, "Now, I just want them on Wednesdays."
Me: Come on little man!
Chase: I am NOT a man!
Me: Then what are you?
Chase: (thinks for a minute) I'm a Hugo!
We've had a lot of talks about what a person's full name is and what that means. For months and months he's insisted he is just Chase or Chaser. He's finally come to terms that his name is Chase Anderson Hugo. When I asked him Nora's full name the other day he responded with Nora Anderson Hugo! And now he's decided that she's just Nora Lindsay, not Nora Lindsay Smith because she's just tiny and apparently that is too much name for such a small person.
Me: Chase, why is your underwear in the diaper bag? Did you take it off?
Chase: Yeah I did.
Me: Why?
Chase: Because it just finked.
Me: Finked??? Oh you mean "stinked"
Chase: Yeah it finked.
Me: Why?
Chase: Because there was a whole lot of gassies in it!
One morning Chase came into our room to wake us up (he's always the first one up in this house) and shortly after we heard Hudson talking away in his room. So as Ben and I are getting out of bed I hear Chase run into Hudson's room, throw a toy in the crib and say, "Here Hudson, play with that." and then run out and slammed Hudson's door behind him.
This is Chase's latest "thing"- being a crane (or a pumper truck)
When he sees a pile of dirt, he just can't NOT be a crane in it.
And he also tries to eat like this, but it's a huge mess, so he knows he's only allowed to do it with finger food, but I'm constantly catching him trying to sneak "being a crane" with his fork. It's messy, but kind of cute too.
Love that chaser!
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