I've been REALLY sick this week. While I'm in the bathroom puking up my internal organs, Benson passes the time by playing with the basketball and baseballs in my closet.
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Benson about his allergies:
"My mose is getting bigger. Probably meed a pink medicine to calm it down."
Me to Benson, who's carring around a bag of candy corn:
"Where did you get that?"
Benson: "Gwandmah gabe it to me."
Me: "you're not supposed to be eating that."
Benson: "But I YUB canny cwone."
Benson at the Post Office: "GET OUT OF THE WAY, PEOPLE!"
Mom: "Benson! That's not NICE!"
Benson: "GET OUT OF THE WAY, PEOPLE! THANKS YOU, PLEASE!"
Benson: 8:30AM- "I wan hanburger, cheese, BIG PICKLE!"
Brynley: "dadaddaabbbbdadddd" (just babbling)
Benson: "Dada not here. Dada WOKES, Brynney!"
Dr. Worrall: "This medicine will probably make her poop red."
Bailey: "RED?!?! I LOVE RED! It's my favorite color!!"
"Be a Big Boy. Be a BIG BOY!"
-Benson trying to comfort Bailey while she's whimpering at getting her hair combed.
"I wan roo-roo in fies" (I want root-beer and fries)
-Benson, hanging his head in his hand and crying when seeing something he didn't like for dinner.
"You see that fat thing on my mom's tummy? That's my sister."
-Bailey explaining to her friend how many siblings she has.
"That's way too much girlish for me!"
-Bailey, referring to why she doesn't want to do ballet.
-Bailey saying a prayer:
"Please bless Mom that she will feel good tomorrow, and not like crap."
"Mom, I'm SURELY not little."
(Because I said Bailey was my 'little girl')
"Look Mom. Look what Benson's doing! He looks like a human!" - Bailey
"I'm all flickery!" -Bailey referring to having static after jumping on the trampoline.
"Let's go to Texarlvania"- Bailey playing with her toys.
"My mose is getting bigger. Probably meed a pink medicine to calm it down."
Me to Benson, who's carring around a bag of candy corn:
"Where did you get that?"
Benson: "Gwandmah gabe it to me."
Me: "you're not supposed to be eating that."
Benson: "But I YUB canny cwone."
Benson at the Post Office: "GET OUT OF THE WAY, PEOPLE!"
Mom: "Benson! That's not NICE!"
Benson: "GET OUT OF THE WAY, PEOPLE! THANKS YOU, PLEASE!"
Benson: 8:30AM- "I wan hanburger, cheese, BIG PICKLE!"
Brynley: "dadaddaabbbbdadddd" (just babbling)
Benson: "Dada not here. Dada WOKES, Brynney!"
Dr. Worrall: "This medicine will probably make her poop red."
Bailey: "RED?!?! I LOVE RED! It's my favorite color!!"
"Be a Big Boy. Be a BIG BOY!"
-Benson trying to comfort Bailey while she's whimpering at getting her hair combed.
"I wan roo-roo in fies" (I want root-beer and fries)
-Benson, hanging his head in his hand and crying when seeing something he didn't like for dinner.
"You see that fat thing on my mom's tummy? That's my sister."
-Bailey explaining to her friend how many siblings she has.
"That's way too much girlish for me!"
-Bailey, referring to why she doesn't want to do ballet.
-Bailey saying a prayer:
"Please bless Mom that she will feel good tomorrow, and not like crap."
"Mom, I'm SURELY not little."
(Because I said Bailey was my 'little girl')
"Look Mom. Look what Benson's doing! He looks like a human!" - Bailey
"I'm all flickery!" -Bailey referring to having static after jumping on the trampoline.
"Let's go to Texarlvania"- Bailey playing with her toys.
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1 comment:
Morning sickness blows. :(
Hopefully you'll get to your ultrasound and find out you're farther along than you think, and your days of worshipping the porcelain thrown will be over sooner!
Are you feeling more like you did when you were pregnant with Bailey or with Benz?
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