Addendum

In yesterday's post about cooking with mommy, I quoted Max as saying his idea was "marvellous". Max actually said his idea was "Splendid, just splendid".

I always try to write exactly what Max said as that is the point of this blog; to preserve the amazingly awesome things that come out of his mouth, to look back on and read when he's a teenager, making me totally crazy. My husband corrected me and reminded me that he had said "splendid".

Marvelous, just Marvelous

Max: "Daddy, you can leave the kitchen now that Mommy is back. She and I are going to cook together."
Pat: "Ok Max"
Max: "Actually, you can stay and do the dishes. I think that's a marvelous idea"
Pat (laughing): "Oh really, Max, a marvelous idea?"
Max (also laughing): "Yes, just marvelous!"

On Pre-School

The following is a phone conversation:

Max: "Mommy, I want to speak at Brooklyn"

Me: "Ok, here she is Max"

Max: "Allo Brooklyn! I started pre-school today!"

Brooklyn (incomprehensible baby babble)

Max: "Where were you today Brooklyn?"

Brooklyn (yelling incomprehensible baby babble and hanging up the phone)

Max (calling back, with grand papa's help): "Mommy, I  want to speak at Brooklyn again, I wasn't finished my story"

Sander isms part two

I don't often blog about anyone other than Max, but I have blogged about my friend's son Sander in the past because he is a natural born ladies man. Apparently when he was out with his dad last week, his dad actually had to tell the women Sander was "hitting on" that he doesn't teach him this stuff, he just comes out with it all on his own!

Sander (to me this morning): "Yuummm you smell so good! I could just smell you all day!"

Sander (to two little girls he met at a jungle gym as they we were leaving): "Good-bye my sweeties! I love you!"

Sander (to his mom): "Mom, I have girls problems"

Mom: "What Sander?"

Sander: "Two girls at school want to marry me and I don't want to chose because then I'll make the other one sad"

Mom: "How do you think you can find a solution to this problem?"

Sander: "I know! I'll have a competition between them. Whoever wins, gets to marry me"

The Wheels on the Bus

This won't come across nearly as well on "paper" as it did in real life this morning, but Max made up the lyrics to his own song, to the tune of Wheels on the Bus.

It went something like this:

"Mommy, come downstairs, I know that you can do it! Mommy, mommy mom, come on down, you can do it"  

On Family Ties

The following is a conversation between my dad and Max about my two brothers:

Grandpa: "Max you're going on vacation with Mommy and Daddy next week"

Max: "No I'm not"

Grandpa: "Yes you are. You're going to Toronto to visit uncle Nick"

Max: "You know him?"

Grandpa: "Yes I know him, he's my son"

Max: "Really? That guy?"

Grandpa: "Yes, and uncle Josh too, he's my son as well"

Max (in disbelief): "Really? You know uncle Josh too???"

Maxim isms

Various things Max has said today but also questions he's been repeatedly asking lately:

Max: "Are they calling for rain today?"

Max: "Mommy, does the engine in your car have enough energy today?"

Max: "Daddy, you might want to take your t-shirt off when you are in my room as my room is too freakin' hot"

Max (not wanting to share his toys with Brooklyn): "Brooklyn! Go back into Mommy's tummy!"

Max: "I'm carrying quite a lot in my hands right now but I'll try to make it down the stairs"

Max: "Is it far where we are going today Mommy to visit aunt Ev?"

Me: "No Max, we're just going to Montreal"

Max (big sigh): "Oh, with all the traffic"

Later, at great aunt Ev's

Max: "Mommy is Ev old?" (When I didn't respond right away out of politeness, Max immediately jumped in with) "Yes or No?"

Max (on his love of grapes): "I'm a grape man!"

Me: "Max, do you want to shuck corn with me?"

Max: "Yes please! Team Mommy and Max!"