Porter : Driving

Porter packs a suitcase I left out while cleaning a room,

zips it up and starts hauling it across the room...

"Porter, are you leaving?" (Jenn)

"Yeah." (Porter)

"When will you be back?" (Jenn)

"When we have a date." (Porter)

"What are you going to do?" (Jenn)

"I'm going to work, spraying houses." (Porter)

"You going to spray houses in your pajamas?" (Jenn)

"No. Can you help me put this into the 'van'?" (on the couch) (Porter)

"Sure." (Jenn)

"Thanks." (Porter)

"No problem." (Jenn)

"Vroom vroom... watch out mom!" (Porter)

Porter : Saving

Jenn is laying down to take a nap after church.

Porter stops snacking on his yummy sweet popcorn and asks:

"Mom, will you save this for later?"

He turns to leave, but then turns back and says:

"NOT in your tummy..."

And then leaves.

Porter : Vocab

During breakfast, while carrying on conversation...

Porter blurts out the word:

"SCRUMPTIOUS!"

yes, that came out of my 3 1/2 year old son's mouth!

(didn't have anything to do with what we were talking about, but I had to stop in the middle of what I was saying and ask:

"Did you just say... 'scrumptious'?!"

And then everything else at the breakfast table was scrumptious for the rest of the meal.

Myanna : Happy Birthday, Mom!

Myanna:

"Happy Birthday, Mommy!!"

(Myanna hands me a little bottle with a couple of things in it.)

--- a magazine picture of a girl smiling (cut out very nicely)

--- and a broken bracelet (to which Myanna says:)

"It's for you! It's broken so... I don't need anymore."

Porter : What's this?!

So Dane is making dinner, and Jenn is making dessert.

Jenn pops dessert in the oven, and dinner is done... ready to eat.

We all sit at the table with dinner on it,

to which Porter says:

"What's this?!"

Daddy:

"Dinner"

Porter:

"Where's the brownies?!"

Porter : Whales...?

So, on my desktop is this picture.

Porter asks:

"Mom, are those humpback whales... or poop?"

(bite your lip... bite your lip)

Debany : Tickle Bug

Debany needs a pet!

Tonight, she turned my hand into a tickle bug that has died, gotten sick, was repremanded for growling at another tickle bug, and grew a 'second' arm!

("Tickle bug, will you tickle me?... aahhh!!... I didn't know you had TWO arms!")

So, as she's leaving to go to grandma's house, I received plenty of instruction on how to take care of tickle bug (which was resting on my shoulder.)

And after she asked for tickle bug to give her a kiss, Debany says:

"Give me five!!"

Me, getting ready for a real five, Debany sticks up one finger and Tickle bug pokes it with it's 'hand'...

I laughed the whole way into the house.

(And the Tickle Bug is now a favorite with all the kids!)