I get Ryder out of the bath, dry him off, and he takes off running to his room yelling “Ryder’s nakey boy Daddy!!!” He takes a seat on the carpet, which I’m sure felt great on his bare behind, and Mommy waddles in the room slowly after him. I start picking out his pajamas as he starts a conversation about what else but…his Monster!
Ryder: Ryder’s Monster’s poking out Mommy! You see it??
Me: Yes Ryder, I see it.
Ryder: It’s poking out like Mommy’s belly button!
Me: Thank you for that comparison buddy.
Ryder: Ryder’s Monster has a hole in it, you see it Mommy??
Me: Yes, it sure does.
Daddy hears our conversation in the kitchen over the monitor and busts out laughing. In the meantime Ryder picks up his measuring tape.
Me: Ryder, WHAT are you doing??
Ryder: Measuring da Monster. IT’S TEN INCHES!!!!
Oh.My.Goodness…Did he really just say that?!
5 comments:
A Marsh Tradition perhaps???? lmao I WOODn't err WOULDN'T know... :)
I'm not even gonna ask where he gets this stuff (measuring the monster??! LOL) that boy is a trip!! :)
hahaha....oh boy! So this is what my future conversations with Jax will be like huh? lol..that is so funny!
I love how Ryder refers himself in 3rd person, that is so funny!
Oh my gosh! That is hilarious!! I bet Alan was proud! ha.
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