Showing posts with label Samson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Samson. Show all posts
Saturday, August 8, 2009
More Painting
Samson wanted to help Daddy paint sooo badly. We found him a wall and let him go at it. He painted roads, a triangle (not the one you can see, he asked me to do that one), and the letters U & C (yes, he actually wrote them with the brush, on his own accord! Probably should have taken a picture of that, oops)



Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Sarcastic Much?!
So, yesterday I wore my hair in loosely braided pigtails. (figured I'd mix things up from the usual ponytail bun thingy) After I got Samson settled in his chair with chocolate milk and cereal, he stopped eating, starting laughing, and said--
S-"uhh, what awe dose?" (still laughing and pointing to my hair)
M-"they're pigtails"
S-(still laughing) "um, mom, awe you Teagan?!" (little girl from playgroup, who come to think of it does wear pigtails sometimes)
M-"no, does Teagan wear pigtails?"
S-"yes" (still laughing)
For the next few hours I heard the same thing 4 or 5 more times--
S-"uh, mom, awe you Teagan?!" (the entire time he's laughing)
(sigh) At this point I'm fairly certain he's mocking me.......................
S-"uhh, what awe dose?" (still laughing and pointing to my hair)
M-"they're pigtails"
S-(still laughing) "um, mom, awe you Teagan?!" (little girl from playgroup, who come to think of it does wear pigtails sometimes)
M-"no, does Teagan wear pigtails?"
S-"yes" (still laughing)
For the next few hours I heard the same thing 4 or 5 more times--
S-"uh, mom, awe you Teagan?!" (the entire time he's laughing)
(sigh) At this point I'm fairly certain he's mocking me.......................
Friday, July 31, 2009
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Friday, July 24, 2009
Dere Goes Da Brown Head.....
I wish I was better at remember to post all the funny things Samson says so I can forever remember his 2 year old personality, even on the days I think I want to forget! This one is from last week.
Scene-driving in the car on our way to Mommy and Me. A car pulls out in front of me, and instead of continuing to drive, they just stop. Right in the middle of the road, blocking two lanes of traffic, for no reason. I slam on my breaks and yell "YOU BONEHEAD, GOOOO!!!" (this, by the way, is better than what I usually say, which consists of a nickname for a donkey). I continue to drive, and after a couple lights this driver merges onto the freeway and we pass him. I guess Samson had been paying attention and keeping track of this car because when they turned off he said "Mommy, dere goes da brown head!" Then I just lost it in laughter and said "yup, she does have brown hair" (hoping the next time he gets annoyed with someone he won't call them a "brown head")
Scene-driving in the car on our way to Mommy and Me. A car pulls out in front of me, and instead of continuing to drive, they just stop. Right in the middle of the road, blocking two lanes of traffic, for no reason. I slam on my breaks and yell "YOU BONEHEAD, GOOOO!!!" (this, by the way, is better than what I usually say, which consists of a nickname for a donkey). I continue to drive, and after a couple lights this driver merges onto the freeway and we pass him. I guess Samson had been paying attention and keeping track of this car because when they turned off he said "Mommy, dere goes da brown head!" Then I just lost it in laughter and said "yup, she does have brown hair" (hoping the next time he gets annoyed with someone he won't call them a "brown head")
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Because I Love You
This is what happens when I give Samson paints to keep him busy while I update our blog. I turn around to check on him.....
Mommy-"Samson, are you painting on the paper or making a mess?! We only paint on paper, remember?"
Samson- "Is not so bad, because I love you"
Mommy- "Oh, well in that case......"
Samson- "Come yook Mom. It makes me handsome, smell it."
(I look and smell it)
Samson- "See, I'm handsome"
Mommy- "That your are...."


Mommy-"Samson, are you painting on the paper or making a mess?! We only paint on paper, remember?"
Samson- "Is not so bad, because I love you"
Mommy- "Oh, well in that case......"
Samson- "Come yook Mom. It makes me handsome, smell it."
(I look and smell it)
Samson- "See, I'm handsome"
Mommy- "That your are...."
First Day of "School"
Really, it's a Mommy and Me class, but Samson and I call it school. When I told him the night before we were going to school the next morning he got super excited. He said "And I get to wide the tool bus?!" I said "No, not this time. We'll drive the van." "How bout a yittle tool bus?" "Hhmm, trust me Samson, we want to aim to ride on the bigger one!" Anyways, he loved his first day. A few of his friends are in the same class, so he got to see familiar faces. When we got there he got to play for a little bit, then we did circle time, a craft, and ended with more playing. This is the craft he did, rainbow theme.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
No or Ya?
Lately, when I ask Samson a question, I usually get ignored. I'll ask a few times and then finally say "Samson, yes or no". A few days ago Samson walked up to Seri while she was sitting in her glider and said "Sewi, do you want your moosic on?... Yes?... No?" (he stands and waits for an answer, and a loss of control nod or shake of her head will do! But when he gets neither....) "Sewi! Do you want moosic on?! No or Ya!!?" Finally, she has a head wabble, and Samson says "Oooo-kay! I tuwn it ooon!"
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Butterfly Booger
This morning, when I heard Samson talking to himself, I went in his room to get him up. Right when I walked in, Samson pointed his finger at me and said "I found a boowgew mama". And he was right, he had a huge booger on the tip of his finger, and an even bigger one hanging out of his nose! I got some toilet paper and wiped off both boogers, and then of course he wanted to see them. I opened up the toilet paper to show him they were yucky, but apparently he saw something different as he said "Oohhhh, wow, it'sa buttewfly!" (booger was stuck to both sides of toilet paper when I opened it up) LOL!! So gross!!!
Friday, June 19, 2009
I'm a Jerk
A couple weeks ago Samson did 3 paintings on construction paper that he was very proud of. They sat on the kitchen table for a few days, then went to the island for a few days, then they got stacked together and mixed with the mail for a few more days. After they had been rotating around the kitchen for over a week I decided to throw them out. When Samson woke up from his nap, for reasons I can't explain, he went right over to the garbage can and opened the lid. Right on top were his paintings. I held my breath, waiting to see what was going to happen. He looked up at me with wet eyes and that famous glare of his and said "you don't put Sumsum's papews in da gawbage! It's yucky! You in big Twouble! Get'em outta dere wight now!" Needless to say, I felt like the biggest JERK ever!!!!!!!!!
The next morning while I was getting him dressed he brought it up again (this time not upset, but just reminding me what I had done) "don't fwow Sumsum's papews in da gawbage, otay?! It's yuckies."
Lesson learned - next time I throw away his "art work" I'll bring it out to the garage and shred it, then he'll never know! I'm a good mommy..............................
The next morning while I was getting him dressed he brought it up again (this time not upset, but just reminding me what I had done) "don't fwow Sumsum's papews in da gawbage, otay?! It's yuckies."
Lesson learned - next time I throw away his "art work" I'll bring it out to the garage and shred it, then he'll never know! I'm a good mommy..............................
Monday, June 1, 2009
A Teenager at 2?!!
Samson is already VERY sassy (not sure where he gets it from). He's already been known to slam doors when angry, tell us to "get outa hewe", and when asked to do something he doesn't want to do he'll say "NO! I'ma famous wace caw!" or "This is a one man show!" (Thank you CARS) (As neither of these really make sense, the important/annoying part is that he has the tone down pat). Anyways, today for lunch he had chicken nuggets, grapes and strawberries. He loves fruit, so that was eaten first. And then here was our conversation:
S- "Tan I have mowe gwapes pease?"
M- "Eat your nuggets first, okay."
S- "Okay, okay, OKAY!!" (said with great annoyance) (totally not warranted)
M- "Excuse me, please remember to use your manners and talk nicely."
S- "I want mowe gwapes and stwawberries!"
M- "Eat your processed, fake meat, and then you can have more fruit!" (little terd)
Then I started thinking...If he already acts like this, how's it gonna be when he's a teen?! I've heard older mothers/grandparents say before that they'd take a girl til about age 10 and then switch to a boy for preteen/teen years. I started wondering....how am I going to handle acting up when they're much older and bigger? So here are my thoughts.....When Seri is about 11 or 12 yrs. old I'll start taking steroids and lifting weights, so then when she and Samson are full on teens I can totally take them. Then, when they're about 15-ish I'll have the largest custom crib you've ever seen made, complete with a crib tent, of course! If they act up, I'll use my grossly huge muscles to lift them over my head and toss them into the crib and zip it up so they can't get out, and they'll be in a huge timeout. And if I ever catch either of them sneaking out, you better bet they'll be sleeping in this crib every night! If it works now, why not later?????
S- "Tan I have mowe gwapes pease?"
M- "Eat your nuggets first, okay."
S- "Okay, okay, OKAY!!" (said with great annoyance) (totally not warranted)
M- "Excuse me, please remember to use your manners and talk nicely."
S- "I want mowe gwapes and stwawberries!"
M- "Eat your processed, fake meat, and then you can have more fruit!" (little terd)
Then I started thinking...If he already acts like this, how's it gonna be when he's a teen?! I've heard older mothers/grandparents say before that they'd take a girl til about age 10 and then switch to a boy for preteen/teen years. I started wondering....how am I going to handle acting up when they're much older and bigger? So here are my thoughts.....When Seri is about 11 or 12 yrs. old I'll start taking steroids and lifting weights, so then when she and Samson are full on teens I can totally take them. Then, when they're about 15-ish I'll have the largest custom crib you've ever seen made, complete with a crib tent, of course! If they act up, I'll use my grossly huge muscles to lift them over my head and toss them into the crib and zip it up so they can't get out, and they'll be in a huge timeout. And if I ever catch either of them sneaking out, you better bet they'll be sleeping in this crib every night! If it works now, why not later?????
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Not a Good Place to Play Drums!
Strawboobies and Love
I don't have any pictures to go with this, but I thought both occasions were cute/funny enough to post about anyways!
First, I'll say that Sal has a pillow with a red pillow case that Samson refers to as the Superman pillow (except for this day). I was in the bathroom getting ready and I heard Samson say "baby Serianna, I---Love---You---Sooooo---Much!" I peaked around the corner to make sure he wasn't in the the bassinet with her. He was on the floor rolling around on this red pillow and talking to it as if it was baby Serianna. I watched from around the corner as he continued to say this over and over again! Watching this made me very happy for two reasons. 1. He's expressing his love for his sister, on his own accord and 2. He was no where near the "real" Seri!
This morning Sal was making pancakes for breakfast. (Some of you might be thinking how sweet of him to make breakfast on Mothers Day, except he didn't realize it was today. He just realized, only because I told him, that it's today. He thought it was tomorrow. I had to ask him when was the last time Mothers Day was on a MONDAY!!?? He looked so disappointed because he actually has a surprise planned for Monday! So sweet, but what a Dork!!! haha) Anyways, Sal asked Samson if he wanted Strawberries in his pancakes. Samson got really mad, and with his famous glare he yelled "I don't want stwawboobies....I don't want stwawboobies....I dus want pancakes....NO STWAWBOOBIES!!"
First, I'll say that Sal has a pillow with a red pillow case that Samson refers to as the Superman pillow (except for this day). I was in the bathroom getting ready and I heard Samson say "baby Serianna, I---Love---You---Sooooo---Much!" I peaked around the corner to make sure he wasn't in the the bassinet with her. He was on the floor rolling around on this red pillow and talking to it as if it was baby Serianna. I watched from around the corner as he continued to say this over and over again! Watching this made me very happy for two reasons. 1. He's expressing his love for his sister, on his own accord and 2. He was no where near the "real" Seri!
This morning Sal was making pancakes for breakfast. (Some of you might be thinking how sweet of him to make breakfast on Mothers Day, except he didn't realize it was today. He just realized, only because I told him, that it's today. He thought it was tomorrow. I had to ask him when was the last time Mothers Day was on a MONDAY!!?? He looked so disappointed because he actually has a surprise planned for Monday! So sweet, but what a Dork!!! haha) Anyways, Sal asked Samson if he wanted Strawberries in his pancakes. Samson got really mad, and with his famous glare he yelled "I don't want stwawboobies....I don't want stwawboobies....I dus want pancakes....NO STWAWBOOBIES!!"
Saturday, May 2, 2009
My Big Baby
A Boy and His Toys
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