Thursday, June 10, 2010

Another cute comment...

It has been super rainy here. We've pretty much had crap weather since...ummm...like October - with the exception of literally just a spattering of sunny days here and there. This last Tuesday was one of those rare, sunny days. So, with more rain in the forecast, Andrew decided to make the most of it and set up the sprinkler under the trampoline for some fun in the sun.

Andrew's little friend, Jillian, had come over to play with him. He asked her if she wanted to run back home and get her swim suit so she could play in the water with him. Jillian lives just across the street so of course she ran home excited.

I was doing who-knows-what around the house and after a while I went outside to check on them, assuming Jillian was already back.

When I got outside, Andrew was jumping on the trampoline all by himself...no Jillian.

Me: "Andrew, was Jillian going to come back and play with you?"

Andrew: "Oh yeah, it just takes women a long time to put their swim suits on."

Women???

Jillian is 8.

And besides, he better get used to it. We women take a long time to do just about everything.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Cute Comment

Andrew has some really great neighbor friends. Seriously great. Two of his best friends are a brother-sister duo, little "Gracie" and "Brycie". Bryce is considerably younger than Andrew but Andrew just eats him up because it's like having a little brother around...something he has desperately wanted for a long time.

Bryce is an adorable little man, with big eyes and squooshy cheeks and such a cute little voice. A couple of days ago he was over at our house with his sister and they played and played for a good part of the day. I desperately needed to get to the store to get a few things for dinner, so I let Andrew know that we would need to send the kids home in a little bit and run a few quick errands. He whined and grumped like a typical 9 year old and, with his head back and his eyes rolling upwards, said..."I dooooon't want to go, why do we have to go?"

Before I could say anything, little "Brycie" walked straight up to Andrew, looked up at him with his puffy cheeks and big eyes and said, very matter of factly..."because your mom said so."

He took the words right out of my mouth.