My Little Man

"Whatever it takes, I will do it"

The quote of the night.

It left Fun Mom and I in awe and suppressing a bit of the giggles.

I was ironing some shirts.

I had this one in my hands as Daddy's Buddy walked by. I jokingly asked if he wanted to have it to wear.
I was joking. This was my little man. He doesn't like girls except for sisters and even that is debateable at certain times. Anything pink, purple or sparkly is GIRLY, EWWwwww Gross!

So much to my shock, he looks at it and looks at it and then says, "Yeah, I like it."

He even tried it on!

I asked him what he liked about it. At first, his response was he wanted to make me happy. That is where the quote comes from, "Whatever it takes. I will do it." Meaning whatever it takes to keep mom happy! Woohoo! Can I get that in blood and written on paper and signed and notarized and framed PLEASE!?!?

I explained I was joking. Then he walked up to the shirt and told me he liked how the blue and green and yellow stripes were done on the shirt. Hmmmm.

So I went about my evening. Pulling winter clothes from closets. Just leaving a couple of pieces for layering on the cooler days. Pulling out the summer stuff. He has several collared, button down shirts for church. So I did a switcheroo and pulled the pink one out of the pile.
He discovered what I did. He then tried to trade me other shirts for the pink one. Asking if I would switch shirts out for him! He wanted to switch cause he knew I was trying to limit the number of shirts in the closet. Well I wouldn't switch, but I let him keep the shirt.

Just when I got my little man figured out, or so I think, he pulls a new one on me.

The teen version of 'me, myself and I'

Talk to or observe a few young teen girls and you will discover...
She thinks SHE is cute
She thinks HERSELF is cute
She thinks Her Reflection in the Mirror is cute!

From an entertaining observation of teen girls this weekend.

Daddy's Buddy is growing up....

Earlier this year he asked me about getting some jeans. Up to this point, he has always prefered athletic pants cause they were "cozy." Now he wants to wear what the other kids are wearing.


Last night he came and showed me what he wanted to wear to church.
He insisted on wearing it "2 days, tonight and tomorrow"
But he got grape juice on the outfit.

He asked me very politely if I was going to do any more laundry. What kind of laundry and a few other questions. I knew something was up. That was when he told me of his grape juice accident. I told him to go put his clothes on the washer, no problem. He actually put them IN the washer. He painstakingly kept combing his hair after his shower. Very meticulously worked on his hair this morning. He waited to eat breakfast till I could sit and join him. He even came in and asked me to join him for breakfast.
Today he asked me what a gentleman was? What does a gentleman do? We talked some about it.
Kindess and gentleness with women and children. Holding doors. Helping ladies with stuff they are doing.

Flutter Nutter not acting gentleman-ly. He wants his picture taken too and shoves my little gentleman to the side for the moment. Daddy's Buddy then, asked me about what he would look like with different clothing combinations. I told him studly.

Oops.

What is studly?

Handsome, Good looking. I asked him, "Will you marry me."

SILENCE, LONG SILENCE

He then asked me, do they make marrying clothes in kids sizes.

Yep.

He took to thinking really hard on this subject.

Mom: "So will you?" (trying not to laugh)

DB: I am trying to decide between (cousin) Chica and you.

A little later, he informed me he would marry Chica first and then me later.

So I am no longer the first on his list. It had to happen sometime.

But later, he told me he wanted to go buy flowers for "you 3 girls" (the sisters and me). I told him to talk to his dad and maybe when they go get eggs tomorrow.

Dedicated to my Nieces

Is a new playlist just for them.
I have compiled a list of Elvis Presley songs just for them.
They could not believe their momma was dancin' with Elvis to Blue Suede Shoes.
They had never heard of Elvis.
Well now thanks to this darlin' aunt of theirs, they can say that no more!
So eat up that Applesauce Bread girls and get "All Shook UP!"