December, 2009

Byron this month:

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We started playing a game to make having his nails clipped more fun, where I call him "sir" and charge him to come to my clipper shop. After charging him an imaginary $2 for clipping all his toenails, he decided to do mine, charging me $100! (At least he said, "Thankyou, sir")

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"I think my milo's not a baby, cause it's milo." (stomach contents become confusing when Mummy has a baby in hers.)

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"Daddy, I want some Beyonce! I love Beyonce!" (asking for music to dance to)

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"Where's the Princess? The queen is gone! I have to find the queen!" (on waking up; obviously dreaming of rescuing some damsels in distress)

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Daddy: Why are you putting the cushions over there?

Byron: [flapping his arms] Because that's where my nest lives.

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"Mummy, you need to go inside for a minute, because I'm starting the angle grinder." (kicked out of his 'shed')

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"I just want the pineapple only!" (complaining about having to eat pizza)

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"Thankyou, God, for our yummy food, in Jesus' name... and bless your cotton socks... in Jesus' name, amen." (grace)

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Byron asked me to make the toy chipmunk a milo, but I refused, saying to Chippy, "You eat nuts." He quickly backed me up, saying to the toy, "You eat nuts... and bolts".

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"Mummy, the men won't wave to me!!" (indignant at the rudeness of airplane pilots flying far above us)