1. Casen at the table making pretend cookies, "This one is for Mama...Here you go Daddy...Oh, Liam...um, no, you don't get any....'NO COOKIES FOR LIAM!' (in a great sing-song voice)."
2. Myself, "Uh, Liam...I don't think that's a good combo..." after Case gave a giant beach ball to Liam who is sitting on top of my bed wallowing around. Remember Liam is WILD. He doesn't just sit on a bed.
3. Seeing Liam fall off Casen's bed. (He was fine.)
4. Seeing Liam trip in the hallway - hitting his little knee hard on the tile. Poor boy!
5. Myself, "Don't eat the play dough, Liam!" Several times.
6. Liam, "Bababayayayadadadada!" which I'm pretty sure translated, "Hey Mom, it's no biggie. This play dough is yummy. And non-toxic. It's fine."
7. Casen, "Look! It's pooping!" as the play dough fun factory spits out different shapes of playdough. Talking about poop is a common occurrence for a little boy learning to use the potty.
8. Liam yelling in the kitchen/dining room area. Apparently, drinking a bottle and walking is not a great combination. He was tangled up and trapped in Josh's gym bag.
9. Pretty sure I saw Liam smarting off to me. After agreeing he could get on top of the couch to sit by Casen...wait, he didn't want to get up there to sit by his brother. That was a ruse. He wanted to do what he did - he stood up on the couch, yelled, and then danced around, throwing a leg over the side like he was going to hop down that way. I told him to sit down if he was going to be on the couch. I also was pointing my finger at him. I realized when Liam responded to my reprimand by pointing his finger (and thumb, he doesn't have the coordination yet for a real finger point) and saying something to me. I don't think we need to translate that one.
10. Liam, "Iwandowwwnnn!" then suddenly stands up and tries to bolt off the couch by walking off it. I managed to get to him in time and show him the proper way to exit a couch.
*By this point, I'm sure you are wondering why I keep letting Liam get on things. Well, first, after a million times of him asking, who wouldn't give in? And some of these things, he can get on them himself without any help. Also, I keep telling myself, that's how he will learn to sit on a bed (or couch, chair, etc.) - by practicing. Except he really doesn't want to learn how to sit. He wants to run, jump, or bolt.
11. Myself, "Uh, I don't think so, Liam" taking away the giant beach ball from Liam. He climbed up on the futon with it.
12. Myself, "Uh, Liam, I don't think so" as he came wandering into the kitchen with the giant beach ball while I was fixing tacos for dinner. I could totally see that ball being launched into the hot skillet of hamburger.
13. Liam pouring water out of his cup on the futon. As I write this. Be Right Back.
And to show you this really has been a good day:
14. Liam sitting in the glider reading books. Love it.
15. Watching Case watch Polar Express. He's beginning to believe in the magic of Christmas. Especially if there's a train involved.
16. Laughing with the boys in the toyroom. Why were we laughing? Because the lion bit Casen and had to sit in time-out of course.
And now it's bathtime. I bet I could add more to this list, but I think I'll stop there.