> "Does God have a pecker?!?!"
Now... What were we talking about again? LOL
Think his quick mouth is gonna get him in trouble?
Madden had to go to Ma's the other day as I didn't have a babysitter.
Anyway... they had a great day. (see post below that kind of explains part of that)
But when I landed to pick him up, he got all feisty and cranky and cocky.
At one point he got mad at something Ma said and rifled a dinky at her, just missing her head & the TV.
She started into him...
And completely unphased... confident as can be, he interrupts her,
I almost died. Ma realized that it was a no-win situation and gave up and started laughing, too.
I might give up, too!
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Here's the part that I mentioned above:
So, Madden was explaining to Kyle how he was at "The Dome" yesterday. Kyle keeps saying,
"Where?!? Where?!" And Madden's trying his best to explain where it is by the "see doughs windmills" (aka CBU... which is also a dig at Ma).
Kyle pipes up and says,
(Get it? Licker? Liquor?! LOL)
Anyway... they had a great day. (see post below that kind of explains part of that)
But when I landed to pick him up, he got all feisty and cranky and cocky.
At one point he got mad at something Ma said and rifled a dinky at her, just missing her head & the TV.
She started into him...
MADDEN! DON'T YOU EVER THROW ANYTHING AT ME AGAIN. DON'T YOU EVER THROW ANYTHING AGAIN. DO YOU HEAR ME? YOU'RE NOT TO ACT LIKE THAT IN MY HOUSE!!!!The little frigger stood there blank-faced... unphased... and retorted:
See that one over there (pointing to me). She's my mudder. SHE'S the boss of me! You're not the boss of me!Which, as you can imagine... caused Ma to light into him again... even sterner... right in his face, finger pointing and all...
MADDEN. SEE HER? I'M HER MOTHER. I'M THE BOSS OF HER, TOO. AND THIS IS MY HOUSE. I'M THE BOSS OF THIS HOUSE..
And completely unphased... confident as can be, he interrupts her,
Has anyone ever told you you have a moustache? Especially right there on that side? (pointing)
I almost died. Ma realized that it was a no-win situation and gave up and started laughing, too.
I might give up, too!
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Here's the part that I mentioned above:
So, Madden was explaining to Kyle how he was at "The Dome" yesterday. Kyle keeps saying,
"Where?!? Where?!" And Madden's trying his best to explain where it is by the "see doughs windmills" (aka CBU... which is also a dig at Ma).
Kyle pipes up and says,
"OH! The Liquor Dome! You were at the Liquor Dome!"To which Madden replies... all annoyed,
"NO! There's no ice cream there!" LMAO
(Get it? Licker? Liquor?! LOL)
Sticking your nose in hockey?
Last night the bday boy went to bed, happy as a pig in it...snuggled up in new pjs. He managed to sneak his Carey Price & PK Subban figurines in there... along with a Lego "puck"... because you know, it's all hockey... all the time... even when he sleeps.
So, this morning, he comes downstairs explaining to me how we're going to have to get another TV so he can play NHL'13 on the Xbox "all the long day" (last night it was Eagles vs. Victoriaville in our basement -- he nearly lost his mind!). And then he sneaks in this little quip:
Dr. Mom got it out... but this kid has no boundaries when it comes to his hockey, I tell ya!
So, this morning, he comes downstairs explaining to me how we're going to have to get another TV so he can play NHL'13 on the Xbox "all the long day" (last night it was Eagles vs. Victoriaville in our basement -- he nearly lost his mind!). And then he sneaks in this little quip:
"So, yeah, there's a piece of Lego stuck in my nose."
"HUH!?! Are you serious? How? When?"
And he preceded to explain playing hockey in bed last night, when
"Carey Price missed the save and the piece of Lego ended up in my nose.."Sure enough... a nice little yellow flower piece of Brenley's Lego... lodged in "the little hole part now" of his nose.
Dr. Mom got it out... but this kid has no boundaries when it comes to his hockey, I tell ya!
The Imaginary Friend Stage
Yeah, I know. I know it's not normal that Madden is playing hockey here in the kitchen, conversing with his imaginary friend, Budaj, who just happens to be the back-up goalie for the Habs. Apparently Budaj hates the game today.
Hockey. Obsessed.
Hockey. Obsessed.
"No, you're not!"
Apparently, a mother's touch is no longer wanted by this little boy. Over the course of a few months, I've been not-so-gently told that I was only to give Madden pogs ("pocks" or kisses in Gaelic) when he was snuggled tightly in bed. Pfft. Then, the little monster started snuggling with Daddy all day long, giving him pogs whenever he was sure I might be watching. Hard on a mother's heart.
So, the other night, Madden was all snuggled into bed. I dove in to give him a kiss. Not much of a problem. Then I asked him to give me a pog; he wouldn't. So, I proceeded to ask why it was such a problem, and how it hurt my feelings, and how he was still my little boy... to which he responded,
My Lord.
So, the other night, Madden was all snuggled into bed. I dove in to give him a kiss. Not much of a problem. Then I asked him to give me a pog; he wouldn't. So, I proceeded to ask why it was such a problem, and how it hurt my feelings, and how he was still my little boy... to which he responded,
"Oh for God's sakes. Can we stop having this conversation? It's getting awkward!"
My Lord.
Christmas dishes. LOL So they begin...
Poor Madden got up this morning (December 24th), stumbled bleary-eyed to the tree mumbling "Did Santa come? Is today the day?!" Then I heard, "Uh oh. Gotta go ask Daddy" Clearly Santa did not come & he was a little worried. ;)
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A bit later today...
Brenley was trying to teach Madden how to do math so he could play a math Bingo game on the iPad. Needless to say he wasn't quite understanding, but she was relentless in her efforts. The last question I heard before she screamed in frustration was,
"SNOT-TEEN!!!!!!!!!"
LOL
