From Behind Closed Doors
Primo has been in his big boy bed for over 6 months now. (Wow. I had to look back…March 7 seems so long ago! Good think I write my kids letters regularly or I’d have had no idea when he switched beds.)
Moving on.
In that 6 months, he has probably slept IN his bed fewer times than he has toes. We have an elaborate bedtime routine that all four of us do in his bed…story time, many songs and a ton of hugs n’ kisses…and then the Big Guy and I take Bella to her bed and he, theoretically, stays in his. Instead, though, he follows us to the door and lays with his cheek pressed to the carpet peering under the crack for anywhere from a few minutes to a few hours until he falls asleep. He doesn’t cry. He’s just nosy. He sings songs, counts, talks, and makes funny noises until he finally passes out and wakes up in the morning with semi-permanent carpet imprint on his cheek.
Sometimes the things I hear from behind his door during the times when he should be in bed sleeping crack me up.
“Mommy, I’m in my uterus!”
“OneTwoThreeFourFiveSixSevenEightNineTenMommy! Dere’s ten Mommy!”
“Phhhbllllttttt,” as he blows a zerbert on the door.
“Daddy’s at da office. He’s working on da computers.”
“I been workin’ on da waywoad…aw da live long dayyyyyy.”
“Ah, bay, say, day, uh, efff, jay….”(the alphabet en francais)
“Want da moosic on, Mommy. Turn on da waydio. PUH-LEEEZ Mommy!”
“Issa bad blueberry. It was barking. It was barking Mommy!”
“NO BARKING MAVI! NO BARKING THAI! GO TO YOUR KENNEL!”
When he heard Bella fussing in her crib across the hall as she was falling asleep…”Issokay. Mommy an Daddy inna bedwoom. Dey can’t hee you! Issokay!”
“I wanna poop on da potty. Just kiddin’! No poop!”
“I wanna go to da spray park, Mommy. Phone Liam. Phone ConnerKaden. Goin’ to da park!”
“I made Mommy a mommy! I’m da first baby! I’m number one, Mommy!”
“Deez are testacles, Mommy. Dey’re under da penis!”
“I just eating my book, Mommy.”
“Daddy has a penis, Mommy.”
“I wanna pickle, Mommy! And some cheese. I want cashews. And almonds. Some hummus, Mommy? I not hungry. Sleep first, Mommy. I sleep first.”
“Oh, relax. Hahahahahaha!”
August 20th, 2008 at 5:48 am
aww what a character!! We never seemed to have that problem. Becs was too afraid to step off her big girl bed when we first moved her over! hehe got to love a good imagination!
As for our little guy … i am so sure he will make it very challenging
He is just that kind of sweet, yet challenging kid!
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August 20th, 2008 at 6:28 am
Okay…those are just hilarious! Gave me a great laugh!
At least he says testicles. My son calls them balls! All because my husband always called the diaper rash ointment ‘ballcream’.
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August 20th, 2008 at 7:45 am
Hahahaha!
The Big Guy sometimes says “nutsack” so Primo has been known to also say…”Testacles are nuts and balls in a nutsack!” Too funny.
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August 20th, 2008 at 8:04 pm
LOL Primo is such a character!
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August 27th, 2008 at 8:03 pm
That boy cracks me up! What does it say about me that I think the uterus, poop and penis lines are the funniest?!
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August 28th, 2008 at 8:13 pm
oh my goodness that is hilarious!! At least he’s sitting there chatting away and not crying though!
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