Nov. 2: Behold! A new installment of the cute things that Andrew says. I’ve got a couple notebooks where I jot these things down, and the time has come to share them. This boy… He’s something else. And so sweet and snuggly. I really love him. So now without further ado..
Andrew: “Mommy, guess what!! (as he runs down the hall, leaping into the air like a gleeful leprechaun)
Mom “What is it, Andrew?”
Andrew: (as he pulls his pants up to his knees). “I’m getting hair on my legs!! I’m getting to be a big daddy!”
After preschool, Andrew flew from the playground and gave Aunt Melanie a leaping-hug…
Andrew: I missed you for five days while I was at preschool! I can’t even BELIEVE it!
(and later, throughout Aunt Mel’s visit)
Andrew: “I love you so much, I can’t even BELIEVE it!”
or
Andrew: “You’re the SWEETEST Aunt Mel in the whole world.”
As we are driving in the car, Andrew channeled the book “Guess How Much I Love You”
Andrew: “I like you to the sun. I like you as much as the bushes! I like you as high as the pavement!”
After giving him a cup of yummy cider
Andrew: “Thanks for giving me some apple cider, Mommy. Dat was just what I wanted.”
While folding laundry on my bed
Mom: “Andrew-man, please don’t hop on the bed.”
Andrew: (while bouncing up and down) “I’m not hopping, Mom. I’m jumping!”
While we were at the Windsor Cemetery visiting my mom’s grave one beautiful fall afternoon
Andrew: “Grandma Margot died. She’s buried in there (pointing at the ground). (pause) I wish she were here. I miss Grandma Margot.
(pause) I bet Grandpa misses her.”
and later
Andrew: “I wish Grandma Margot didn’t die.”
While driving, Andrew is coo-ing and goo-ing and being silly with Sylvia…
Andrew: “Mommy, I like you. I like Sylvia too. (pause) I like Sylvie better than you.”
Mom: “I’m glad you like your sister so much.”
Andrew: “I love her. She’s so SWEET!”
Finally, not something Andrew said, but a snippet of a conversation I had with Jessica that really cracked me up. I think it demonstrates how even boys who love their little sisters can be too aggressive sometimes. And how much it can help to have a friend to talk (and then laugh) about it!
Me: “Andrew bit Sylvia today. Hard. He left teeth marks.”
Jessica: “Ouch! What did you do about that? (pause) I ask because Eli hit Celia over the head with a fire truck.”
These kids are just too much!