‘mom can you please call me a shark instead?’ – easton
cason walks in the front door from his sleepover…
easton: ‘cason how did you do at your sleepover?!’
cason: ‘ha! i did good buddy’
while i am going through our new luggage and pulling suitcases out of suitcases…
easton: ‘mom you are a position!’
me: ‘easton, i think you mean magician!’
these kids melt me.
me: how do you spell easton
easton: e. a. s. t. o. n
me: how do you spell sell
easton: s. e. eleven.
i glanced over while he was watching tv and he caught me and said ‘mom, my eyes are just so heavy…’
me: so what do you want to be when you grow up?
cason: a dad
me: awww really?! how many kids would you like to have?
cason: i think two. 2 boys because i can play sports with them. maybe 2 boys and 1 girl actually.
me: what do you want your wife to be like? athletic? smart? funny?
cason: just like you mom
and yes, i did completely melted into a pile of mush!
easton: mom if i am sick do i stay home from school?
me: yes, if you have a fever or are throwing up…you stay home.
easton: i want to be sick.
“when i grow up, i want to be a mommy!”
“you’re not my dad!” (he saw this on a show recently)
“flowers for the ladies” as he puts his sisters chrome book around his neck and mimics the flower guy at the mexican restaurant we patron!
“i missed you too mom, i am going to keep you FOREVER!” when i squeezed him up at the airport upon our arrival home…
easton – age 4.5
i really need to document more of what is said around here, because it is some of my absolute favorite things to remember!