Saturday, February 27, 2010

The other day after his nap Taylor came into my room and laid down on the floor underneath my desk. I was trying to send off some emails so he was down there, quiet, for about 5 minutes. After ALL that time to think he says this:

"You have a BIG butt."

I looked down at him, perplexed (because I don't think it's THAT big).

"Yeah, me, I said that to you!" he says emphatically.

I haven't missed a day at the gym since that afternoon!

Wednesday, February 3, 2010


Taylor can get pretty rough with Brayden sometimes. The other day he kept on pushing him down. I finally pulled him aside after asking nicely for him to stop it a million times. The conversation went like this:

Mom: Taylor, is that a nice thing to do?

T: No

Mom: We want to be like Jesus right and be nice?

T: Jesus isn't nice mom, he knocked overs the guys tables!

And there you go-what was working so well is now shot. Of all the stories he's been told, that's the one he wants to pattern his live after... AHHHH!