indydentalduo: Chocolate Conniption

Friday, February 4, 2011

Chocolate Conniption

So the other day, I am at work when I get a text from Mark. He tells me that when he and Boston woke up, he noticed we were out of milk. So he went to get some and noticed some yummy looking donuts at Safeway. So he picked out a dozen (all the while, Boston is watching him lay them in one by one, saying, "Num, num, num!") and drove home. He broke off a bite of a glazed one for Boston. Boston smacked Mark's hand away. So Mark figured he probably just wanted to feed it to himself. So he broke off a bigger piece and handed it to him. Boston threw it down on the floor and screamed at Mark, then slammed himself on the floor and buried his nose! So Mark figured, OK, I guess he doesn't want donuts. So he gave him cereal, at which Boston's tantrum only heightened. Boston kicked and screamed, all the while yelling for num nums. So Mark had the bright idea that maybe Boston wanted to pick out his own. Yep, that was it. He opened the box, and Boston picked out the messiest, chocolatiest one, and happily went to town...

Yum, yum! What a stinkerpot!

2 comments:

The Morgan's said...: Oh. my. goodness! Too funny! I think you have a chocolate lover on your hands. That cracks me up that he wouldn't be happy until he got a whole one of his own!; February 4, 2011 at 10:56 AM
Pini said...: No way! I just did that the other day when ry brought donuts home...weird!
He's a smart kid! :); February 4, 2011 at 2:28 PM

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Quotable Quotes

The other day Boston and I were at the church for a little singing play group. He must have been getting sick of it, because half way into it, he runs across the room, drags over the diaper bag, hands me the strap, and says, "Come on, mom. Let's get outta here!"

Today I go to get in my car and open the door for Boston to climb in. He runs over to Mark's car and says, "No, mommy! I wanna my daddy's car!"

After asking Boston if he wants a cheeseburger... "No! I not cheeseburger! I nuggets!" We go through this everyday, as he usually wants nuggets or a hot dog, no matter what I'm offering.

Getting Boston ready for bed... Me: "Boston, do you want to wear your Mickey Mouse pants?" Boston: (squealing) "Yes! Hot Dog, Hot Pants!"

Today Mark is eating a grapefruit, and Boston (thinking it's an orange) wants some. Mark puts a small piece into Boston's open mouth... Boston looks at Mark with a look of deepest digust, spits it out, does a full-body shudder, and says, "Ucky, be-be! Ucky, be-be!"

The other day Boston tells Nikki, "Mama, I wanna nugget!" He later tells me, "Mama! Mama! I wanna coke!" Lovely.

Me: Boston, what does a doggie say? Boston: Arf, arf, Pluto!

The other day, Boston was watching Mickey Mouse (as always) and I told him we were going bye-bye. He turns to the TV and says, "OK, bye-bye, see ya, Dedo (Pluto), Daisy, Mmmm Mouse!" This kid is so dang cute!

This afternoon I asked Boston if he wanted some fruit snacks. He got a huge grin on his face, said, "Yeah!", followed me to the kitchen, and when I handed him the pack, he exclaimed, "Ooooooh, deg-nuh (thank you)!" Too cute.

Mark talking about how much he has been taking care of Boston (and thus changing diapers) the past month... "I'm getting so good! I changed a really stinky one the other day, and I only gagged once! I was proud of myself!"

Mark singing to Boston, who is fussy with gas, "I'm gonna push that poop right outta my butt... I'm gonna push that poop right outta my butt... I'm gonna push that poop right outta my butt, and send it down the drain!"