word confusion

While sitting at the dinner table, Brayden notices I have a band-aid on my elbow.  Steph says to Brayden, do you think Daddy has a bob-boo?  Brayden replies with "yeah."  This is what follows:

Steph:  "Brayden can you say boo-boo?"

Brayden: "Boobie."

I almost choked on my dinner.

Always Thinking

Today was Steph's first day of work since Riley was born.  So before I put Brayden to bed tonight we called Mommy to say goodnight.  Steph was on a break and was pumping while we talked to her.  Brayden and Mommy had a somewhat one-sided conversation with Steph asking questions that were getting no response.  Finally Brayden blurts out "milk."  I looked at him and he starts to mimic the sound of Steph's pump that he could hear through the phone.  It took him a while but he put it all together.

potty training

Last night Brayden was playing on the floor and he jumped up and told us he needed to use the toilet.  So I took him back and set him on the toilet and he peed.  After praising him and giving him five, I asked him if he had to poop.  He clenched his teeth and started to push real hard and was able to fart once and and he looked at me and smiled.  I asked him if he was done and he started to push again and got the same result and started to giggle and then announced to me he was done.  A step in the right direction.

Newnie

Today as I was getting dressed, Brayden came running into our bedroom and fell.  I asked him if his shoes were too small and he responded with "yes."  So I said "it might be time for a new pair of shoes."  He then took off down the hall, before he made it to the kitchen he turned around and ran back into our room and fell again.  He stood up and looked at me and said "newnies?"  Which in Brayden-speak means new-ones. I said "yeah you might need new shoes."  So again he runs out of the room and down the hall and then back into the room and falls again.  He jumps up and looks at me and says again "newnies?"  I start to catch on to what he is up to and say, "you don't need new shoes if you are falling on purpose."  He repeats this another couple more times and each time he falls harder trying to sell me on the new shoes.  I hope his feet don't grow like mine.

Uncontrollable 2's

Tonight, which is 2 days shy of Brayden's birthday, I tried to figure out why he is acting so crazy the last couple of days.  So I asked, "Brayden, is the reason you have been acting so crazy lately because of your birthday coming up?"  Brayden looked at me with a quirky smile, clenched both fists in front of his chest and started to shake uncontrollably.  Hopefully Friday he will calm down.

Potty Time

Today Brayden used the toilet and he and his mommy were telling me about it at dinner.  Steph said "Brayden tell Daddy what you did today on the potty".  Brayden responded with "pee."  Steph did not get the full answer so again she asked him what he did on the potty.  This time Bryden responded with "wipe."     Steph still did not get the response she wanted, so she asked again.  Finally he said "poopy."  With excitement I said "Brayden, did you poop on the potty today?"  Brayden responded "yeah buddy!"

"Mommy...No"

Today, Steph and I took the boys to the Washington Fairgrounds for a children's consignment sale.   As we were walking around, Steph went to look for jackets, while the boys and I looked at clothes.  Brayden asked me where his Mommy was and I told him.  The next lady we walked passed Brayden pointed at and said "Mommy?...no."  I didn't quite understand him, then we past another woman and Brayden again points and says "Mommy?...no."  He did this for the next 3-4 women we passed.  Apparently he was searching for his Mommy and needed to confirm that each woman was not her.

Tiger Woods

Last night Brayden accompanied Dusty, Nick and myself to the driving range.  The three of us were all hitting and Brayden was watching.  There was a yellow line behind the mats and we continually reminded Brayden to stay behind the line so he wouldn't get hit.  A little while later Brayden got his turn to hit and apparently we were standing too close and he turned around and told us to "move" and pointed to the yellow line.  Funny how a 23 month old can boss around a couple of 30 somethings.