Brantley at 29 Months:
{Upon hearing the dishwasher running}
Where's that noise?
{Upon pulling the bottle of grape jelly from the fridge}
Blueberry mustard!
Look, you guys!
(Ummmm...when and why did he start calling us 'You guys'?!)
{While drinking a Sonic slushi through a straw}
It not working, Mama!
{When trading Holden toys so he could play with the one that Holden had}
What about that, Hol-nen?
{While driving by a farm in Iowa}
Deanna Rose!!!!
{While driving around to look at Christmas lights}
Oh my goodness!
{And then}
Beootiful.
{Discussing the meaning of stop lights}
Me: Red means...
B: Stop!
Me: Green means...
B: Go!
Me: Yellow means...
B: Go faster!
B: Where Daddy?
Me: At home.
B: Watching the Jayhawks?
Me: No
B: The Beefs? (Chiefs)
Me: No
B: The Hawkeyes?
{Yelling across our backyard to the neighbor kids, out of nowhere I might add}
Be nice to Kinnick!
(They do have a history of tormenting him...)
Oh, mam!!
(Instead of 'Oh man!')
{When asking for ice cubes}
Ice, Ice Baby
Daddy: Holla at your boy!
B: Peace!
{Me pretending to touch Gordon, our elf on the shelf}
No touch him, Mama!!!!!!!
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