Made in China

Recently, because Ryan LOVES dogs, Daddy bought him a toy dog crate with a little stuffed dog and some accessories inside. It's blue, and is decorated with red pawprints all over the top.

Ryan: How did those pawprints get on there?

Mommy: I think your little doggie must have dipped his feet in red paint and then walked all over it.

Ryan: I don't think so.

Mommy: Well, how do YOU think those pawprints got there?

Ryan: The Chinese people put them there.

Ryan's first real theater movie experience

So Ryan and Daddy went to see a movie today. A real one, at the theater. They saw Bolt. Ryan was mesmerized.

About halfway through, Daddy says, Ryan said, "This is the biggest TV I have ever seen!"

Then, on the way out of the theater, he said, "Daddy, can we get a TV like that for OUR house?"

Sounds like the big-screen TV obsession has started early!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

The unbearable burden of having a cute butt

So I'm sitting in the kitchen a few days ago, and Ryan walks up, turns around and drops his pants.

Ryan: I just want to show you my butt.

Mommy: Why?

Ryan: Because it is funny.

Mommy: Why is your butt funny?

Ryan (with a big sigh and resigned tone of voice): Because everybody loves it.


Yes, it's such a burden to have a butt that everyone loves. :-)

unbidital cord

Mommy: (pretending to bite Ryan's toes): I am going to eat your feet all up!

Ryan: NO! I need my feet to walk on.

Mommy: Then I will eat your hands all up.

Ryan: NO! I need my hands to grab things with.

Mommy: Then I will eat your neck all up.

Ryan: NO! I need my neck to wiggle my head around. (Wiggles head)

Mommy: Then I will eat your elbows all up.

Ryan: NO! I need my elbows to move my hands around. Like this. (Sticks out arms and wiggles hands.)

Mommy: Then I will eat your kneecaps all up.

Ryan: NO! I need my kneecaps to move my feet around. Like this. (Kicks out leg and shakes foot).

Mommy: Then I will eat your belly button all up.

Ryan: NO! I need my belly button to click my unbidital cord into.

Mommy: (laughing too hard to come up with another body part)

Keep in mind, this child is not yet three years old

Today in grandma's car, we passed a billboard with a picture of a saber-toothed tiger on it, advertising Natural Bridge Caverns. Then we hear this from the back seat:

"Why is that animal extinct? Why are they all gone? Why did they die? Why are there no baby saber-toothed tigers? Why didn't the saber-toothed tigers lay eggs so that they could hatch and baby saber-toothed tigers could come out?"

Things that go bump in the night

Ryan is a pretty fearless little dude. But he had his first real nightmare last night. He came to wake mommy up at 2:30 a.m., chin quivering: "Mommy. Wake up. A tractor crushed my toys." That must have been quite a dream. It took 20 minutes and two stories to get him back to sleep.

The night before, looking at picture books of animals, we started reading about a wolf. He looked up at me with his huge blue eyes full of fear and whispered, "Wolves blow down houses."