Tuesday, December 1, 2009


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Grayson, I remember not too long ago, wondering if you would ever talk. Ever. You were so quick to crawl and pull up and walk, Mommy and Daddy were just sure you would be carrying on conversations by the time you were one year. When that didin't happen, a part of me thought something was wrong. It wasn't. You just like to do things on your own time. "Me do it, Momma"......that's your favorite phrase.

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So, I'm sure that one of these days there will come a time when I no longer have to put you in diapers.....right?


Here are just a few phrases that I've heard come from your mouth this past month:

Momma, wut you doin......dooooooin Momma? (as I'm decorating the Christmas tree)

Momma wook baffroom watuh up in sky....sooooo big! Bite chu...hot!
(while driving by a water tower......I tell him that's where we get our bath tub water and that dangerous things will bite him...hey....it works. I never told him the water tower was dangerous though.)

Mo wheels......bus ABC's....Momma peeese!
(asking to hear "Wheels on the Bus" and "ABC's" for the upteenth time)

Meat donut pease Momma.
(asking for a jr cheeseburger at Sonic)

Spicy boose me pease. PEEASE MOMMA!(asking me for a sip of my diet coke (spicy juice))

Mo meat soss.....I do it. Me.
(wanting to squirt more bbq sauce on your plate)

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No no no me. Bite chu. Hot momma.
(while shaking head and pointing at the iron)

Beet deet sit. Outside hush.
(Telling Bentley if she doesn't stop whining, she will go outside)

Momma wook big *uck. Big tactoe. Wooooo wooo woo.
(Telling me to look at the big truck (fire truck) and tractor. Fire truck says "woooo wooo woo" Your "tr's" sound like "F's"....not cool, dude.....especially when you are yelling at the top of your lungs, "Big *UCK Momma".

Airpane up in sky. Dats wowwwwd Momma.....shhhh shhh shh.
(Putting his hands over his ears saying the airplane is loud)

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Momma sa-ad fa-ace? Saw saw Momma.(Asking if I'm sad
(in the biggest Texan accent you've ever heard) and telling me he's sorry after walking out the front door)

Momma watch me!

And my favorite......

I of voo, Momma
(I love you, Momma......usually followed by the sweetest kisses and hugs)

Grayson, your vocabulary has ignited and skyrocketed. Mommy and Daddy are so SO proud of you, Bubba. You have turned into this little Big Guy overnight, carrying on conversations I honestly didn't think would ever happen.

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You can sit for hours playing with your trucks and your tools, only to come find me when you are hungry, wet, or thristy. You do NOT like being dirty or wet and usually tell me that you are going poo poo and tee tee (sometimes we make it to the potty)....sometimes. You want to run and jump ALL THE TIME!

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Such a boy!! Mommy and Daddy's little boy.

We love you "sooooooooooo muuuuuch" (in our biggest Texan accent).

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