Fun with words

My car has one of those dashboard panels that tells you info about the car. The other day it informed me that the door was ajar. I said, "the door is ajar," in a robotic voice and Sebastian repeated it. When I laughed he said, "the jar is a door." I laughed harder, so he started to really improvise. Some of my favorites:

"The tree is a sign."
"The house is a car."
"The shoe is a bus."

He's continued to work this new shtick into many a car ride since.

Wish I had a picture of this!

We were decorating the Christmas tree this past Sunday and Sebastian was sitting on the step stool, which has a tall handle to carry it when it's folded. He held onto the handle and pushed off of the seat so that he was dangling, monkey style, from the stool. He then declared, with pride:

"I'm an ornament!"

Filthy, but cute!

We went camping with friends this weekend and Sebastian had one heck of a good time playing with his buddies (especially Alex). He and Alex found a puddle after a good rain storm and played with their truck in the mud, which resulted in this picture.




Then, he and Daddy had a couple suckers. While Daddy was holding his sucker in his hand, Seb clicked his own sucker against Daddy's and yelled "cheers!" So cute! Here's a pic of that!




Lastly, they did some sword fighting with their sucker sticks.

Compliments

I was putting in my contacts one morning this week and this is the conversation we had when Sebastian came into the room.

S: You putting your eyes in?
M: Yup
*I finished putting in the contacts
S: You look great! (in a very enthusiastic voice, I might add)

Sucking Up

At 3 years of age, he has learned the art of sucking up! We were at my parents' house for dinner on Wednesday and Sebastian kept biting on his piece of corn on the cob and holding it in his mouth with no hands. Tim told him that we don't eat our corn that way and to use his hands several times before taking the corn away from him. Seb was quite upset about the loss of his corn and whined for a bit before abruptly stopping and coming over to Tim's side.

Seb: Daddy, I love you
Tim: Thanks Bub, I love you too
Seb: You my friend
Tim: You're my friend too
Seb: I have my corn now?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! It was soooo funny!

In the end, he was allowed to have some corn on a plate that had been cut off the cob, but was not allowed to have the cob.

Birthdays and Pukeys and Sharing... Oh My!

Last Monday was Sebastian's 3rd birthday. He was so excited about it, for the first time ever! I woke him up on Monday singing "Happy Birthday" and he said, "It's my birthday? Where is it?" LOL He thought there would be a visual of some variety.

On Father's Day we let Tim sleep in and Seb and I headed out to Meijer to do our gift shopping... Yeah, I'm a last minute kind of gal... Anyway, we had been there approximately 6 minutes when Seb threw up all over me, himself, and aisle 12. So, I bought some wipes and a clean outfit for him (thanking God he only got my shoes and the edge of my capris) and headed to the check out and then, the restroom. Luckily, he was fine after he got sick; I think he just ate something that wouldn't agree with him. Anyway, his version of what happened is simple and direct...

"My throat came out."

After the puke fiasco we went on with our shopping. Sebastian wanted to get daddy a car for Father's Day. So, we went to the Hot Wheels aisle (hey, I'm on a budget here). He picked out a nice yellow truck and trailer. Later on, after he had given the gift to daddy, he wanted to play with it. I said, "Buddy, that gift was for Daddy." He said, "Daddy will share with me."

Mommy got Pwned!

So... It's been a while since I posted, so we'll kick this off with a bang!

We are on our way to Frankenmuth for some yummy chicken dinner and we bought a couple sodas and $0.99 bags of chips for the road. Sebastian and I shared my kettle cooked Lays and when those were gone, he started sharing daddy's jalapeno cheetos. After a couple cheetos, I decided that he'd had enough... This conversation ensued:
Seb: I have more of daddy chips.
Me: No, daddy's chips are all gone now.
Seb: all gone? Lemme see.
Me (holding up my empty chip bag): See?
Seb: Lemme see the front
*so, I showed him the front*
Seb: That not daddy's chip! That mama's!

Needless to say, Tim and I burst into laughter and Seb earned himself one more chip! LOL!