Toddler Talk: Brantley Said What?

I did one of these a year ago with the intentions of doing a similar post every couple of months.  But then...life.  Anyway, I'm back with another edition of Toddler Talk: Brantley Said What?  I know these might seem minute, or even dumb, to some people, but this age is just so hilarious and I never want to forget the funny little things my kids say!

Brantley age 3 to 3 1/2:

B: Ewwww gross, I smell poop!  It sninks!  (Stinks)

Me: I like the gel in your hair.

B: It's spicy.....spikey!

Later that evening...

Me: You looked so handsome today with gel in your hair.

B: It was hikey!

Me: Brantley, please don't stand on your chair.  You need to stay on your booty.
B: The police will be mad?
Me: Ummmmmm....no?  Just Mommy and Daddy...

B: I want to go to our old house sometime.
Me: Why? What's wrong with our new house?
B: It's creepy!
Me: Do you even know what creepy means?
B: Yeah, liiiiiiike.....monsters.

{While driving home from daycare one evening}

Me: Brantley, I can't get the toy you dropped while I'm driving.  I have to pay attention to the traffic so I don't run into another car.

B: But the monster trucks do it.

Me: But the monster trucks are big.  Mommy's car is little.

B: Daddy's car is big like the monster trucks??

{Upon noticing his bed was wet}

Me: Brantley, why is your bed wet? Did you dump the water from your sippy?

B: No, Mommy! It's sneeze!

{While driving and hearing the un-Velcro of his shoes}
Me: Brantley, please don't take your shoes off.  That will make me really sad.
B: I'm just getting the tongue!
(How he knows the tongue of a shoe is beyond me!)

{Singing Frosty the Snowman}

B: Frosty the Snowman, was a jolly happy snow.

{After two separate conversations - one discussing the Rose Bowl and another discussing not living with Mommy and Daddy when he's 20}

B: When I'm 20, I want to go to the Rose Bowl with you, Mommy.  And Daddy can watch us on t.v.!

Me: Brantley, you look very handsome.
B: You're not handsome, Mommy.  You're beautiful!
(Heart. melted.)

{Recalling anything in the past}

B: We went there last night!

B: Mommy, are there two Iowas?
Me: Huh?
B: Because there's football Iowa and [Grandma and Papa's] house Iowa.  That's so crazy!

{While driving to Daddy's office one day}

B: Who works in that building next to Daddy?

Me: I don't know...

B: Maybe it's Donald Duck 

(Craig attended a work conference in Orlando in September and brought back a couple of souvenirs from Disney World, or "Mickey Mouse's house" as we told him.  This is all we can make sense of the Donald Duck comment!)

B: (Sighing) I tired.  Can I go take a nap?

And let's end with the things a 3-year old probably shouldn't say...

B: What the heck?!

B: Oh, dang it! 

B: I said idiot!!