Curly Straight

I give TJ a big irthday hug and tell him "I love you, my little baby."

TJ: Don't call me that any more. I'm a big boy now.

TJ, on the phone to me in Hawaii: Are you wearing your Hawaii uniform?

Mama: OK, TJ, goodnight.

TJ: Rub my back!

Mama: It's time for bed, go to sleep.

Pause.

OK, I'll rub it three times. 1. 2. 3.

TJ: You didn't even rub it the last time!

Mama: OK, 1.2.3.

TJ: 4. 5. 6. 7.

Mama, walking out of the room: Goodnight TJ, we love you honey.

TJ: GIVE ME A MASSAGE!!!

TJ hands me a piece of something from the floor, right next to where the candles are in our bedroom.

Mama: What's that?

TJ: It's a wak.

Mama: A wak?

TJ: Yes.

Mama, figuring it out: if it were more of them, would it be wax?

TJ: Yes, but it's just one, so it's a wak.

At breakfas, Julia sneezes.

TJ: Moooooom! Julia just Blessed You all over my food.

Mimi: TJ, what do you want for breakfast?

TJ: A waffle and troll mix.

TJ told me tonight he likes Texas Roadhouse because you get food without ordering. Like peanuts and bread.

TJ has been so super sweet lately.

He calls me "beautiful beautiful Mama." Actually, he says beautiful 10 times while counting on his fingers.

Just now, I set him up with a blanket and a Backyardigans dvd (he's eating the cauliflower while Julia takes a nap). As I'm walking away, he calls me.

"Mama!"

Mama: Yes, TJ?

TJ: Thank you for everything you do for me.

TJ: Why does the word "shampoo" have the word poo in it?

Mama: I don't know, that's a good question.

TJ: Daddy's a genius so we should ask Daddy.

TJ, looking at Julia with her leprechaun ears on: What the hell? She looks like a chicken.

Mama: It's going to be Mother's Day soon.

TJ: Do they have a Kid's Day?

TJ calls Rice Krispies "Pop Sizzle Sizzle".

I showed TJ a picture of a heart, labeled with the ventricles and the atriums and explained to him how our heart works to pump blood through the body.

His response?

"Whoa! That's SO cool."

I just offered TJ $5 if he sleeps later than we do tomorrow.

TJ, peeking into a storefront and whispering: Mama.

Mama: Yes, TJ?

TJ: Come and look at the alien.

Mama peeks in to see a woman sitting in a hair salon underneath an old fashioned white hair dryer, doming over the top of her head. She did look very similar to an alien.

When TJ says something wrong and I correct him, he says "my bad" or "my mistake."

He also says "in order to" - example "Julia, in order to go to the playground, we have to be good today."

Which cracks me right up.

Julia asked me the other day "why are you so exhausted? I mean, confused."

She also starts off a good amount of her sentences with "actually."