Where??

Last night, I saw my little toddle-monster put something in his mouth.  I asked, “DJ, what’s in your mouth?” In one swift motion, he spit into his hands, put them behind his back, and without missing a beat, looked me in my eyes and said, “What mouth??”  I think I died for a good five minutes.  All I could do was stare at him.  I couldn’t utter a word.

He keeps me laughing.  Half the time, it next to impossible to keep myself composed.  This video is the talk we had before I put him on some big boy pants for the day.  It was supposed to be a simple conversation that we have had many times previously.

“Where are you supposed to pee?”
“In the toilet.”

This time, it wasn’t so simple.

Enjoy!  

Nasty!

This is a burn that I obtained while trying to make some turkey bacon in the oven.  As you will notice, some is scraped.  My toddler looked at my arm, told me I was dirty and tried to clean the “dirt” off my arm with a baby wipe.  When I yelled, “Ouch!” he gave me a confused look.  “What’s wrong with you, Mommy?” he asked as he spit on my arm. “This is NASTY!” he exclaimed.

I guess you’re wondering how I obtained the burn on my arm.  I was making some turkey bacon in the oven.  Someone walked in so I only opened the door slightly in an effort not to touch them with the door.  I’m not as graceful as I thought, so I touched my arm against the door when I reached inside. 

Well, thanks Dr. DJ for the diagnosis of “Nasty.”