Peace and Quiet

Let me start out by saying that Dalton dislikes storms..
He's not scared of the rain.. or even of the lightening..it is the thunder.
It petrifies my son. He does get it honestly.. I have been scared of bad storms my whole life. He doesn't know that..because I try to be brave for him. (LOL)


Anyway, so the other night we had on heck of a storm. Everytime it would thunder he would drop whatever he was doing and dive onto my lap or mamaw's lap (depending on who was closest). Mom had been trying to talk to him the past few storms about thunder. She told him that when it thundered it was only God clapping his hands. So this is the conversation post lap dive

Dalton: Mommy, I don't like thunder.
Me: Oh I know honey but its nothing to be scared of.. remember what Mam told you? (Mam is his nickname for mamaw).
Dalton: Yeah.. it is just God clapping his hands.
Me: Thats right.. and clapping our hands isn't scary is it?
Dalton: No, Mommy but its loud. I don't like it when its loud. I think God should stop clapping His hands and go to His room and lay down. I need some peace and quiet.

Little man was just so serious.. it was all I could do not to bust out laughing!

Just heard..

Just heard at the Brady household...


Dalton: You are my Mommy.
Me: Yes, and you are my favorite boy.
Dalton: And I love you very much Mommy.

*melting*
This was very spur of the moment too.. He just stopped playing and came over. :-)

Daltonism

Dalton has this hooded Thomas the Train bath/beach towel..that he loves!

Saturday..he had it on after we got out of the pool.. the hood was on his head..the rest just floating..

Dalton: Look Mommy. Dalton is a princess!!
Mommy: You mean Dalton is a prince, right?
Dalton: No, Mommy.. Princess! Dalton is a princess!
Mommy: Okay..how about a king? Kings are way more cool.
Dalton: No No No! Mommy, listen to me. Dalton is a princess!
Mommy: *sigh*

Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dalton is finally potty trained!!! It was nothing I did..other than buy undies he liked (transformers and diego lol). He did it in his own time..it just clicked! He only wears pullups at night. During nap times, he wants to keep his underwear on..and so far he wakes up dry. So yay!!


oh..and a Daltonism for you...

I went to Target tonight..got him a few things from the dollar spot.

a yellow hard hat..like Bob's

a saw and a screwdriver

So now he thinks he's Bob the Builder...

He comes up to me...nude..with his hat on.."Mommy, I'm Bob the Naked Builder!"

Happy Belated Fourth of July!

I hope everyone had a great 4th! We did. It was very low key.

We swam a bit. Dalton is a fish!! He was a fishie life jacket/arm floatie thing. I will upload a pic of it soon. I don't know how to describe it. But with it my boy swims. He swam beside me to the deep end tonight. Jumped off the side of the pool numerous times. He's getting so big! Then we got dressed and played in the backyard. He rode his race car for awhile, then we played ball. I grilled burgers for dinner. He got out his bubbles and had a great time.

Mom and I had been weeding the unused flower gardens.. his job was to pick up the weeds and put them in the bin. He loved his job. He started squealing.. "A snake..Mommy a snake!!" over and over. I look over there and he has found his first worm. So I tell him, "Dalton, that isn't a snake, its just a worm." He asked if he could touch it..so I said yes. He giggled as he touched it. Then laughed and touched it again..harder. lol I was like Dalton be easy or you will hurt the worm!! Gentle touches, remember? He asked me what the worms name was..and I said I don't know, why don't you name it? What about Leo or Quincy (Little Einsteins)..he refused..and named it........................................................................................................................................................


Dead Worm. No, the worm wasn't dead..and he didn't plan on making it dead.. so I'm not sure where that came from. LMAO He sat down beside the worm..and would occasionally "pet" it and talked to it....

Dalton: Hi Dead worm. I like you. My name is Dalton Errett Brady and I'm this many (holds up 3 fingers). How many are you?
Mommy: Dalton, I think that is a baby worm.
Dalton: Where are its mommy and daddy?
Mommy: I don't know Dalton..maybe they are at their home.
Dalton: OK Dead Worm. You are my best friend. Am I your best friend?

He just jabbered and talked to that poor worm until I told him it was time for dinner.

He leaned down to the ground.. and said, " Bye Dead Worm. I have to eat. Here you eat this leaf." He put about 5 large leaves on top and around little worm. Then he whispered to it, " Don't leave me Dead worm. I come back soon" I told him to come on and go wash up for dinner..and he said, "Mommy I need to give Dead Worm kisses and hugs." LMAO I explained to him that wasn't possible. He decided to just blow him kisses instead.

After dinner, we went back and Dead Worm was gone. Dalton was devastated. I tried to explain to him that he probably went home to his Mommy. Poor guy thinks Dead Worm will be back to play with him tomorrow...they are best friends after all. lmao

Daltonism

Dalton and I were sitting on the couch tonight chatting.

Me: How much does mommy love you?
Dalton: Green
Me: *laughing* silly boy.. How many does mommy love you?
D: Bunches
M: Thats right. What about Mam? How many does Mam love you?
D: Bunches
M: thats right..but who loves you most of all?

*silence*
Dalton: Nanny does!

With my bubble burst, I said I'm sure she does..but you are MY baby. lol

Daltonism

On the way to Gattiland tonight ( I didn't feel like cooking lol)..I swerved to avoid a dog in the road..

Dalton: Ohhhh Crash..Mommy, crash the car again! That was funny!!

Mommy: No, Dalton. Crashing cars is NOT funny.

Daltonism

On the way to school this morning.. I asked Dalton if he wanted to call Daddy when I pick him up.. Just to say Hi.


He got this big evil grin..and said...

"I will tell Daddy..Whats up Dog? Hows it hanging?"

(insert evil toddler laughter here)