Things my kid says

Miles has become a non-stop talker!

Here are some of his most recent phrases and over-used words…..

While Nate was trying to get Miles out of the car at daycare this morning.

Miles: Ow!

Dad: What happened? Did I bump your head?

Miles: Yeah! Head. Door got me!

Independence at its finest -

Dad: Miles, do you want a bite of my ice cream?

Miles: No, want OWN!

Mom: Miles, come over here so I can put your hat on…

Miles: No, I do it!

Latest food obsessions -

Miles: More faffle, meez! (translation: more waffle please)

Miles: Bread dis (translation – bread with this. Further translation: peanut butter sandwich)

Miles: Cheese now. Open it  (talking about string cheese)

Mom: Miles, what did you have for lunch at school today?

Miles: Yummies

Mom: What kind of yummies did you eat?

Miles: Beans. Green ones (great answer, except this is his answer EVERYDAY)

Miles and I have this exact conversation every night…

Miles: Home. Open gake. Scary me. (translation:  Home! Open the gate. The gate scares me)

Mom: Yes, Miles we’re home.

Miles: Weee! 

        We are driving down the small hill and entering the parking garage

Miles: Mom, guck in here. Out, meez (translation: Mom, I’m stuck in here – referring to car seat)

Mom: Yes, Miles.  That’s a good thing.

        While walking out of the parking garage, he points at bikes and sees ours.

Miles: Mom. Bikes. Lots.  Mom’s bike. Seat mine.

Mom: yes, Miles. That’s your seat.

Miles: Mom, pink bike. Horn. Squeeze. – Its some little girl's bike in our complex - followed by 2 honks.

Mom: Miles, hold my hand while we walk up stairs please.

Miles: No, I do it. Walks up half the stairs in a hurry. Tired.

       Then…. Miles takes off his coat and his hat to get ready for the best part of the journey to our apt.

Miles: Mom, Reese (race). Ready…. Set…. Go! 

       Then he takes off running down the hallway, ¾ of the way to the apt, Miles stops running and drops his head.

Miles: Tired. Walk meez.

        I grab my keys to open the door.

Miles: No, Mom. I do it.

        Once the door is finally open....

Miles: Dark in here. Light on.

        Miles runs down the hallways.

Miles: Booker. I home. Mom, open cage. (translation: Cooper - used to be 'Bo-Coo' - but has become Booker)

…. And the night goes on!

Since blog posts with pictures are better, here's a story from tonight that requires photos to fully appreciate.

Here is a picture of happy Miles eating dinner

Here's a picture of 'sneaky' Miles eating dinner

Finally, here's Miles once he realized we discovered his deceptive plan.

This kid is FAR TOO SMART for his own good....

Have a great weekend!

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