Another edition of “he said what?!?” sponsored, of course, by Taylor.
As also seen on my facebook page….
{actually, i’m thinking i should start a facebook page JUST for taylor quotes!}
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after disciplining taylor for not obeying, he came to me crying and apologizing.
i asked, “are you going to stop this behavior?”
he replied, “i don’t know mom! my life isn’t over yet, so i just. don’t. know!”
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What Taylor said when his teacher asked what he had learned in Kindergarten:
“I learned about making friends. You can feel better when you play with friends, and you can be good friends by being honest.”
SOB.BING.
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Taylor to our previous foster son in the backseat:
“wanna talk about what happened in our life when we used to be shy?”
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when explaining to taylor (after a lengthy whining sesh) that he needed to work on having a happy heart…he very matter of factly told me,
“MOM! Sometimes life just doesn’t work like that. You just can’t expect it to always be that way.”
Well then.
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taylor quote of the day…unable to fall asleep after an easter egg hunt party:
“maybe if i poop, i’ll get out all the sugar & then i’ll be able to finally fall asleep.”
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Taylor staring at daddy’s nose hairs: “pick your nose so I can see what happens.”
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taylor: i let all my farts out, so i’m ready to do my theory (for piano) now!!!
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from taylor to jimmy all in one breath:
“Dad, can birds fly to heaven? Probably not because they can’t breath in space, right? Dad, is there a gate in heaven? ‘Do not enter unless I say so’?”
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as we were driving home today, i hear taylor who is reading all things all the time sounding out a word in the backseat:
“hooo…hoot…hooters. HOOTERS! Mom, is HOOTERS a word? What does it mean?”
Wish it still didn’t hurt my incisions to laugh!
i made sure to tell him it was a restaurant we never go to just in case it gets back to his sunday school teacher.
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this conversation seriously just happened:
Taylor: mom, what’s your favorite number?
Me: two
Taylor: wanna know what mine is? google. and dad’s favorite number is pi.
…that’s what I get for having kids with a physics geek. =)
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taylor: you’re the best mom ever.
me: awe, thanks taylor! that makes my heart so happy.
taylor: so is your bucket full?
me: um, you mean my love bucket?
taylor: ya. your fake bucket.
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me (to the dog we babysat): stop scratching!
taylor: mom! he’s a dog!
me: i know, but i just gave him a bath, he shouldn’t be itchy.
taylor: you can’t ask a dog to stop scratching. it’s what dogs do. it’s like asking a dog to stop being a dog.
me: silence….{what can you say to that anyway?!?}
© 2011 “Le Musings of Moi”
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