Making supper...

So, Madden insisted on helping Kyle peel potatoes for supper prep. Kyle let him & as they're peeling them Madden quips (in a lady's Newfie accent),

"Geez, by'e. You're goin' too fast!"

 Which means nothing, until you realize he's quoting this video:

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...

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) 

and now for a news bulletin...

well, not really, but there should be some updates on here!

So how do you like me now?
Here's what I'm all about at 15 months old:

• I have an undying love of golf clubs/hockey sticks.
• Everytime I see anything hockey I say

  "Guy! Guy! Guy!" (which we think may mean "look")

  or

  "Go Ee-alls Go!"

  I love to hit my sister... my mamaidh... dadaidh... anyone really. And, the only way I'll stop is if you pretend to cry like it really hurt.
• I know when I'm being bad.
• My sister has taught me how to jump on the bed.
• I don't walk. I run. Unless, like at the mall the other evening, I don't want to go anywhere, which, in that case I'll sit on the floor and let someone drag me!
• I love to dance & have the cutest should shimmy thing that I do with  a little attitude tilt of my head. I've got rhythm!
• I can pretend to play the fiddle and diddle "tunes" while I'm doing it.
• When I'm bored with eating I throw all my food on the floor. One night I even threw the plate clear across the living room! (it smashed)
• I love to play/be outside and throw a tantrum whenever I have to come in.
• My newfoun talent is putting my shoes on... which means I"m always taking them off so I can put them back on again!
• I hate socks.
• I hate being taken out of the bath tub no matter how badly I"m shivering cuz I took the plug out and exclaimed

  "I did it!"

• I drink copious amounts of milk!
• I'm currently in love with a soft, fluffy baby blue and white blanket that Sheila Stinky Bum gave me. It has an 'M' on it, too. I love to be wrapped up in it, or walking around with it cozied around me so I look like the Virgin Mary... with horns sticking out.
• Apparently, I look like Dadaidh, but my personality bears an uncanny resemblance to Uncle Pat's. Maybe it's cuz I love to be the center of attention and seek to make sure I am!