Odds-N-Ends

Some poeple think being a working mom doesn't have its perks. I have the joy of being alone in the car for an hour every day with my very talkative two year old. Which allows for some interesting "tales" while we travel. Some of the latest are:

*You know you go to Target too much when you pick up your son and he says "we not going to Target today?" I asked him how do you know...he said "this is the way to OUR house mommy!" He does pay attention on our rides and knows which way to turn at each stop sign. Which means...he also knows the route to my favorite store~Target!

*A new development has been the addition of our little friend-Baby Dragon. Baby Dragon is also his sippy cup. He talks to him, gives him pretend suckers when he is sad and "crywin" and also disciplines him when he is bad. Baby Dragon's name is Trisha (the name of our babysitter). One day we got into a very confusion coversation about real Trisha putting Baby Dragon Trisha in time out. I realized that my clarifying questions were just making him confused...so I just said "uh huh".

*Every day I ask Mason what he did at Trisha's house. One day he just decided to give me the quick run down. "I played with the doll house, took a nap, had a snack." (The doll house is his favorite toy right now. He likes to rearrange the furniture...sound like anyone you know?) I asked him what he had for snack and he said, "I had meealk. I put it in my mowd and it went down into my tummy!" What a day-how exciting!

Mason Puts Mommy to Bed

This afternoon Mason decided to put me to bed. I was laying on the couch and be brought me a pillow, made sure I was tucked in. Then he made sure to tell me "one book then go to bed". After our book he got right in my face and whispered "no take off your diaper and don't get out of bed". I guess he is listening to me every night. He is failing to remember the kiss and hug portion of the ritual though.

Mason also dubbed Caleb "Captain Terrific" today. I, unfortunately, was first Nina (from Imagination Movers--not bad, she's cute) then I quickly became Mr. Knitknots (also from Imagination Movers--but he wears only beige, and only likes boring things) Gee, thanks!

Chocolate Pudding?

When I picked up Mason from the sitter today he didn't have on the shirt that I brought him in. Normally, NOT a good sign. Trisha looked at me from the laundry room with one of those "you won't believe what your son did today" kind of looks. She said that he was in the play room by himself and she heard him start to cry. She walked in and saw Mason holding a large toy boat with brown hands. She thought, "where did he find chocolate pudding?" Click--NOT PUDDING! My son had gone #2, then decided to put his hands down his pants, and then proceeded to rub them together. That's my boy!

We now have added to our "we no" dialogue.
1. We no take off our diaper.
2. We no get out of bed.
3. AND NOW...We no put our hands in our pants!

Car Talk

I really wish I could have had a video recorder in the backseat today on the way home from school. Mason was so talkative, I couldn't even remember them all! He talked about getting the mail at Trisha's (something he does every day--pretend). He also kept talking about Wormin...who happened to be sitting next to him in the car. He would look over in the car like Wormin was sitting right there. I asked him what Wormins favorite food was:
Mason: I dunno
Me: Ask him
Mason: OK (he proceeded to look over with his hand up) Wormin what id you bavit bood? Thank you wormin
Me: what did he give you?
Mason: his bavit bood...candy! (he then pretended to lick and eat the candy) NUMMY

Sitting at the dinner table he decided to do the whole knock, knock joke by himself.
Mason: knock, knock...who dere...Mason Hanna!

Lazy Weekend

We had a lazy weekend at home...which was great! Mason filled our time with a lot of talking...much of which make us wonder where he gets this stuff...but also makes us laugh.

While I was napping on the couch he hopped on his bike and went to Chicago to pick up a pizza. We had been talking about Abbie and Dominick and their upcoming wedding. He now is asking about Dominick and where he is at. I doubt he even remembers him.

He has a new imaginary friend "wormin". Wormin is from Backyardigans...and he is appearing all over the place at our house now. He was sitting on Mason's lap on the way home from the sitter on Friday, on Mason's head this afternoon. Wormin has also been making a lot of pancakes today. Wormin also wanted a tent built, waffles for dinner and some candy. What a demanding worm!

Saturday night Mason also devised a little house. It had a "wibin room" (living room), bathroom, kitchen, garage and office. He was very serious about it.

He has also been asking about his new friend (this one is real) Baby Wyatt. Friends of ours have a newborn that has been in the NICU since his arrival on New Years Eve. We talk about Wyatt quite a bit and Mason is picking up on that. He heard the garage door open after his nap today and he asked who was here. I said no one and he started crying and said "Baby Wyatt not here?" I wonder if he will be as excited about him when he actually meets him.

Story Telling

Mason's first day back at the babysitters after Christmas break was filled with story telling. He told everyone about his new bike...and that he rides it to Dunkin Donuts. He felt the need to tell everyone about our handyman Tom...and that he is at our house. The other kids asked me if Tom is real, and if he lives with us. The answer...yes, and kinda! Daddy also cleans off the table when we eat--yeah right.

The quote of the day the he made sure to tell everyone was "we no take off our diaper" He did hear that a lot one day when he decided to take off his diaper during nap time. I walked in to find him walking around his room in nothing but a t-shirt. There was poo on his face, legs, and streaked all over his crib. His new sleeping bag on the floor was also quite wet. The lesson: "we no take off our diaper!"

This is one of my favorite pictures right now. Mason loved being Donald Duck. He is having a hard time understanding that you don't get candy every time you go to someone's front door.

He has been wearing his costume around the house just for fun.