We were listening to Payton’s current favorite song “Uptown Funk” and I started singing…
P: Mom don’t sing!
P: Mom don’t sing, just sing another time!! He sings better! <pointing to Bruno Mars>
On one of many nights Payton was up from 11pm-5am…yay…at around 3am Payton is yet again standing at my bedside…
Me: Payton…goooo toooo bed! You are going to be so cranky tomorrow!
P: <big smile and as perky as can be> YUP!
Me: <laughing and possibly crying> I’m begging you, go to sleep!
P: It’s ok Mommy, I took a good nap. Ok now, it’s morning time, les get dressed!
<puts Payton back in bed> …30 mins later at my bedside again
P: Lets go Mommy, what we got planned today?
Me: Payton are you fully dressed?! Nooooo!
…wearing new undies, leggings, dress, and shoes…ahhhhh!
Payton and Miles were taking a bath together…
P: What is that Mama?! <pointing to a naked Miles and his manhood>
Me: Oh, that is where Miles goes pee pee from.
P: Ohhh, it looks like a donut. Is that why Daddy likes donuts so much?!
P: “Mama color with me! Mama color with me! Mama color with me! Mama mama mama mama coooollloooorrrrrr with meeeeeeee! Mama color with me! Color with me! Color with me! Mamaaaaaaa color with me!
So I color…for 5 seconds…
P: Maaaaamaaaaaaa don’t colllllllor theeeeere! …followed by screaming crying tantrum on the ground.