The Steele's: When My Mom isn't Feeling Good.....

I can get into all sorts of TrOuBLe!! :)

Oh, the funny things they say...

After our Ward Conference that my dad spoke at, I asked Ryder "What did Papa John talk about?"... he says "Miracles". I asked him if he knew what a miracle was. He says, "Ya mom, we talk about them in school all the time. Triangles, Rectangles, Miracles."

After falling at the library and getting a pretty bad carpet burn, Ryder was hysterical. He was bawling, "mom, am I gunna have a scab?" "SCABS ARE NOT MY FRIENDS!"

"Mom, you're messin' with my life." -Ryder

"Mom, you're messin' with my world." -Ryder

During the annual Grandchildren nativity play, Ryder, who was NOT A SHEPHERD, he was BATMAN, says right in the middle, "batman lives in the dark, Batman lives in a cave." Then, when the wise men are bringing their gifts, Ryder runs right down front and says, "I forgot a present for Jesus!" He runs out of the theatre and comes back with a pack of yellow play-doh. Silly Shepherd, I mean.... Batman :)

"Mom, did you know batman found a catwoman? and guess what, they kissed."

I ask Ryder what kind of donut he want....? "A glazer long stick." (only a donut lover like me would know that he means a long twisted glaze donut!)

I was yelling cause the neighbor had his loud truck going in his driveway for like 10 minutes. I say, what a dummy. A while later Ryder out of nowhere, "mom, whats a dummy?"

"This is a fantastic day!" -Ryder to papa, about his Birthday

I was so stressed the other day. In the car Ryder says, "mom, are you done being frustrated?' It was so cute.

The night Ryder got his cast off we asked him if it was good to have it off...? He says, "Mom, its an easier day!" I thought it was funny. Sometimes I feel like I am talking to someone my own age.

We have had quite the time with this cast on Ryder's leg. Yesterday morning I found him sitting in the kitchen with a butter knife down it and he was just sawing away... "Mom, I'm gunna get it off." A few minutes after that he tells Erik, "I have another idea." This time he is holding a pair of pliars. What a determined little man! (update: the cast came off on 6/29 yea!)

Ryder is getting into trouble, I can sense it... its way to quiet.. I yell for him and he says, "Mom, I'm being a good little monkey." (maybe blame this on all the curious george??!)

Ryder while we are driving home in the car: "mom, can I have some toke (coke) when we get home?"

Me: "no, its time for bed when we get home."

Ryder: "oh, this is going to be a problem"

(funny little boy, I have no idea where he gets it!)

Ryder is thinking this nursing thing is a little strange. He just will stare at me when I feed Madden. I tried to explain that Madden gets his milk from mommy. Ryder says, "I get my milk from a barn." It was pretty cute :)

Last night Ryder and me were sitting on the couch. He loves to pat and kiss my tummy. He was talking to Madden, and then looked up at me... "mom, you look like a Planet." Oh, Thanks Ryder, I feel like a planet too:)

Ryder's latest phrase: "Oh my gosh, that's Wonderful!" (he says this all the time, even if its just when I ask if he wants Mac and Cheese for lunch! I have no idea where he got it, but we laugh everytime:)

Ryder really likes to give hugs. His latest is at dinner, or when we all get in bed (yes, all of us together) he grabs me and Erik's head and pulls us all together and says, 'group hug.' Too Funny:)

Ryder is really into learning about his body. We have an excellent 'body' book (not too much info, but some). He loves it, mostly the poop page, watching it so in as food, and come out as poop. He told me he has pipes. Then he pointed to my bum, and says, Mom, there's your big pipe. Thanks Ryder:)

He has learned that boys don't have boobs, they are nipples. The other night while getting out of the tub, he tells daddy, I have nipples, mom has balls. (still a bit confused I'd say:)

Today while we were in the car, I was singing my little heart out to Taylor Swift. I hear Ryder in the back singing la-la-la. I just figured he was singing right along with me. I looked in my rear view mirror and to my surprise he has his eyes closed, his fingers plugging his ears and he is la-la-ing to block me out. I was totally shot down. ( I didn't think I sounded that bad:)

Ryder knows his colors. He goes through all of them... yellow, purple, pink, white, black, orange, blue, firetruck and john deere!

Thursday, January 8, 2009

When My Mom isn't Feeling Good.....

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