Don't pull my tail!

"You're not going to pull my tail Mommy, I'm too far ahead!"

In response to my comment that I was "right on his tail" in a game of Candy Land.

Next summer's travel plans

Liam: When we go back to Hawaii, we'll need lots of hotel rooms.

Liam: You and Daddy can have a room.

Liam: I'm gonna sleep with baby Audrey. And Uncle Ryan can sleep with us.

Mommy: What about Aunt Judy?

Liam: She can sleep with Aunt Jen.

I want my money

A couple of weeks ago, out of the blue, Liam had this following request for Mama:

"Is my money still in the bank? I want my money. I don't want it in the bank. I want my money."

Bossy much?

On Mommy finishing up the last bite of our churro at Christmas on the Prado yesterday:

"You should not have done that! I AM STILL HUNGRY! Go get another one!"

Fortunately, Mommy took the crowd-acceptable path & laughed in his face, rather than slapping it.

All in all, we had a very fun time, and in the end, everyone had plenty to eat!

I am thankful for

Liam and his classmates had to fill out an "I am thankful for..." paper with the help of an adult.

Liam being Liam filled out his paper with "I am thankful for tracing the lines, you and nothing".

We don't know whom he's referring to with "you" but "nothing" is classic Liam.

Driving to Disneyland

Specifically, these are comments made on the drive up to Disneyland:

"I see a spare tire!" No, this is not a reference to my waistline; he's obsessed with the external spares on Jeeps & such.

"Get a Honda!" Spoken to we don't know whom, for no reason he chose to explain.

"I want to go home!" Because we're driving into the sun. He has since pulled a blanket onto his head. Over his sunglasses.

"Raaaaahrrrr!!!" As Toothless.

"Why are we going to Disneyland?" ?!? Why do we bother???

I think that I shall never see...

Some people see shapes or objects in clouds. Liam seems them in trees. On a recent visit to a park, Liam pointed to one tree and declared, "That's Audrey playing basketball." He pointed to another tree and yelled, "That's me doing kung fu!"

(Courtesy of Liam's Ninang)

Earthquake

Liam experienced his first earthquake last week. He'd slept through the bigger ones earlier this year.

Here's Liam re-enacting the quake.

Singing in bed

Sitting in bed with Liam, watching the original Star Wars movie. Liam is singing: "Star Wars, star star star star wars..."

Go ahead, you know you want to sing along!

What's it got in its pocketses, precious?

Here's a PSA for you: ALWAYS wash your hands after handling money.

Liam was streaking around the house a couple of weeks ago in a pair of briefs (I believe that I had been trying to get him to take a nap. That's not important, now). I was in the bathroom putting on some makeup, or brushing my hair, or something equally unimportant when he exclaimed in triumph that he'd "found a money!!!" He wanted to know if he could keep the penny he'd found on the floor and I, naturally, said sure, good for you, kid.

Went back to whatever I was doing... Liam went back to not napping.

A few moments later, he toddled into the bathroom, oddly empty-handed (Liam usually holds onto his pennies tighter than Scrooge himself). I asked, with a bit of trepidation, what he'd done with it.

"It's in my pocket, Mama!"

Did I mention earlier that he only had on his underwear? Yup, you got it. He had put it in the pocket in his briefs. And he was just so proud of himself...

So, yeah, you really don't know where that money's been.

Liam the lawyer

Liam has been very argumentative lately, trying out all sorts of "what if" scenarios.

"Time to go to bed, Liam." "What if I don't go to bed?"
"The car can't drive itself, Liam." "What if the car does drive itself?"
"Don't stab me with the [balloon] sword, Liam." "What if I do stab you?" [stabbity stab stab]

This evening we were discussing his repulsive habit of spitting out half-chewed food if he suddenly decides that he doesn't want it anymore.

"If it goes in your mouth, Liam, you chew and swallow it." "What if I spit my gum in the trash can?"

I give up, Liam wins (which itself needs to be another post - the boy is turning into a seriously sore loser!).

What's that cat's name again?

Liam decided to pronounce Kirk's name as Kack yesterday. I corrected him and told him it was "Knnrk" so he pronounced it the way he used to say it "when he was a baby". At least he didn't threaten Kirk with "be quiet or I'm gonna get ya!" as he's done before.

He still wears "overyalls" and likes "baby jagwater" and will visit "the Barnes and the Noble" or eat at "Old McDonald's". And we'll be a little sad the day he pronounces each word or phrase like a big kid...

Shutting down

Because Liam is no longer cute, charming or funny, this blog will be shut down immediately

"I don't need nobody"

Liam threw a ball across the room a few minutes ago, against Mommy's specific instructions. Mommy said "I told you not to do that. Timeout! Go to your corner!"

Liam's reply, delivered in a perky sing-song: "All by myself! I don't need nobody!"

Comments on the Westminster Dog Show

"It needs a hair cut."
--Liam after viewing the lhasa apso at the Westminster Oswald Show

(Almost all dogs are named Oswald)

Liam then and now

Here's a Liam video from 8 Dec 2008.

And here's one we took a few days ago, 7 Jan 2010. (It's a little late for Rudolph but we weren't able to capture a video until recently.)

A post so short, it could've been a tweet

...if we used Twitter

I received this text message from Heather yesterday:

Hadn't even gotten past Souplantation when Liam said "Mama? I took off my socks. Mama say 'why baby?'"

The kid is so bossy, he even tells us what to say when he does something he shouldn't have done.