Trust you tomorrow

Josh and I were having a discussion about how to allocate the big tub of dinosaurs we just bought for him. I told him he can only have one of them tonight, because the rest are his birthday gift. He really wanted all of them right now. I said just one. He said all of them. We went back and forth a few times until I’ve just had enough.

I said, “Josh, you’ll get all the dinosaurs eventually. But tonight, you only get one.”

Josh said, “But I really need all of them.”

I said, “Josh, we’ve already discussed this. They are all yours. You get one tonight, and the rest on your birthday. You’re just going to have to trust me, ok?”

Josh thought for a second and said, “Ok, mommy, I trust you.” He paused, then said, “I’ll trust you tomorrow.”


Recent funnies


I was sitting on the couch playing with Joshua one day.  He said he wanted to go get some books for us to read.  I said ok.  I was more than happy to just sit and do nothing.

As he walked away to get books, he looked back at me and said, “You stay there.”

I said, “Ok.”

He took a couple of steps, looked back, and said, “Don’t move.”

I said, “Ok!”

He took a few more steps, and looked back again, and said with a serious tone, “Do you understand what I said?”


Joshua: “Daddy, I don’t have a tail.”

Cliff: “No, only Sam has a tail.”

Joshua: “I don’t want a tail.”

Cliff: “How come?”

Joshua: “I don’t want something in my butt.”


Joshua: “Mommy, you call Daddy ‘babe’?”

Me: “Yes.  You call him Daddy, and I call him babe.”

Joshua: “Can I call Daddy ‘babe’?”

Me: “Nah, you call him Daddy.  He’s my babe.  You have to find your own ‘babe’ one day.”

Joshua: “I will call you ‘babe’.”

Potty talk

Lately I’ve been spending more time in the bathroom with Joshua.  I know that sounds weird, but it’s only because now he’s potty trained.  Here are some things he has been saying that made me laugh.

The other day, he said he wanted to use the potty.  So I put him on the potty, and I sat on the bathroom floor to wait for him.  He was trying, but nothing was coming out.  After a couple of minutes, all he managed was a toot.  He looked at me with a big smile, and proclaimed, “Joshua no eat fart.”

A couple of days ago, it was just the two of us at home when Joshua told me he needed to use the potty.  We go to the bathroom, I help him undress, and put him on the potty.  I was standing there waiting for him to do his thing, when he looked at me and said with all seriousness, “Joshua need privacy.”   He then insisted that I close the bathroom door and wait for him outside.

After a #2 one day, Joshua proudly jumped off the potty, flushed the toilet, and asked for help to wash his hands.  When I was drying his hands with a towel, he said to me, “Joshua no wipe poo on mommy.”  Thank you, son.