A little bedtime chuckle for you, seeing it's Gaelic awareness Month and all...
I was just in saying my 'good nights' to Madden, and he was laying there counting in Gaelic, "aon, a dha, a tri, a ceithir (continues) ...aon-deug, da, dheug, tri deug, ... naoi deug... um.... deich times 2..."
Dare say he's got a good handle on the Gaelic AND the mathematics ;)
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A couple of gems...
I forgot to post about this one...
this happened on April 27th.
Brenley & Madden had gotten in another tiff about whatever before bed time. So, when he was in bed, he was playing with his toy dog, Scout, which sings songs all about Madden. So, anyway, it started off singing...
"Me and my pal... Madden."
To which Madden replied,
And then tonight...
overheard from Madden, tucked into bed, supposed to be going to sleep:
LOL. Name that tune!
this happened on April 27th.
Brenley & Madden had gotten in another tiff about whatever before bed time. So, when he was in bed, he was playing with his toy dog, Scout, which sings songs all about Madden. So, anyway, it started off singing...
"Me and my pal... Madden."
To which Madden replied,
"See! He don't like Brenley either, Mommy!"LOL
And then tonight...
overheard from Madden, tucked into bed, supposed to be going to sleep:
" [mumble, mumble] Jimmy quit... Joey got married... [mumble, mumble]"
LOL. Name that tune!
And his moments begin to cluster...
Yep. We're at that stage in Madden's life where it's getting hard to keep up with his magical words of wisdom. Here's a cluster of recent vacation gems:
While at the pool in a hotel in Halifax, Mister decided that he was going to "gump" in off the side.
"No hands, Mommy!" (I put them down, in fear.)
"NO! No, Mommy! Hands under the wa-la!" (Oh jesus, I thought.)
And while he jumped many times before this instance, it was 2 bikini clad young women which diverted his attention this time; they were getting out of the hot tub, heading to the pool.
As he points to them! OMFG! "MADDEN, sssssssshhhhhhhhh!..... QUIET!!!"
To which he coyly replied, with his hands out in complete confusion on either side of him,
"Wha?!?!? Wha, Mommy?!?!?"
If I didn't die of embarrassment, the two middle aged men in the hot tub nearly died from choking on their beer!
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So, we had been on vacation for more than 2 weeks now, and Madden had been sleeping in a bed the whole time. This one particular night at Grammie's in Scotsville, Madden was being a little more of a pain to get to sleep than usual. He was up, down, jumping, laying this way and that all around the bed while I lay beside him. Finally he decided to stand on the radiator beside the bed and simply look at me, as if to say "Pffft! Ha ha on you!"
So, I got cross:
"Madden, I'm going to count to 3 and you better be laying down ready to go to sleep!!!!"
(He continues to just look at me mockingly.)
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
and what am I met with!?!? A little voice, speaking through a smug face and a ditty (soother),
Ugh. All I could do was laugh, leave the room and start all over again!
While at the pool in a hotel in Halifax, Mister decided that he was going to "gump" in off the side.
"No hands, Mommy!" (I put them down, in fear.)
"NO! No, Mommy! Hands under the wa-la!" (Oh jesus, I thought.)
And while he jumped many times before this instance, it was 2 bikini clad young women which diverted his attention this time; they were getting out of the hot tub, heading to the pool.
LOOK, MOMMY! BOOBIES!!!!!!
As he points to them! OMFG! "MADDEN, sssssssshhhhhhhhh!..... QUIET!!!"
To which he coyly replied, with his hands out in complete confusion on either side of him,
"Wha?!?!? Wha, Mommy?!?!?"
If I didn't die of embarrassment, the two middle aged men in the hot tub nearly died from choking on their beer!
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So, we had been on vacation for more than 2 weeks now, and Madden had been sleeping in a bed the whole time. This one particular night at Grammie's in Scotsville, Madden was being a little more of a pain to get to sleep than usual. He was up, down, jumping, laying this way and that all around the bed while I lay beside him. Finally he decided to stand on the radiator beside the bed and simply look at me, as if to say "Pffft! Ha ha on you!"
So, I got cross:
"Madden, I'm going to count to 3 and you better be laying down ready to go to sleep!!!!"
(He continues to just look at me mockingly.)
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
and what am I met with!?!? A little voice, speaking through a smug face and a ditty (soother),
Go to 5?!?!?
Ugh. All I could do was laugh, leave the room and start all over again!