Reed Says . . . March 2014 Edition

Since I just did a 2.5 year post for Reed I don't think I need to spend much more time talking about him. I will say that even though he is very well spoken for his age he does have some words he just can't seem to get right - nulk (milk), vit-ta-tim (vitamin), cumcuber (cucumber), pusghetti (spaghetti) - no one is perfect right? Enjoy this month's Reed-isms and some extra pictures from his 2.5 "photo shoot."

After a particularly hard leg workout Jon volunteered to change Reed's diaper. He was bent over on the floor (he no longer has a changing table in his room) and Reed could tell he was in a bit of pain. I walked by the open door and Reed shouted "Mom, Dad's having a hard time. Can you help Dad?"

So the Kiddo knows what the sound of me closing the clasp on my nursing bras sounds like and usually will run into K's room and ask if I'm all done when he hears it. One day he came running in and said "are you putting your boobs together so Kieran can eat another day?"

One day Kieran was in the jumperoo  (which is jungle themed) and I could hear Reed fiddling with him. I walked into the living room to ask what he was doing and at the same time notice Reed had put his hands under K's armpits and was pulling up. He told me he was "just helping Kieran out of the jungle."

We were at Nonna and Pepe's house for dinner one night and Nonna was telling us a hilarious story about a runaway horse running through their backyard that morning. As she was telling the story Reed turned to Pepe and asked "did he try to eat your lettuce?"

I could tell The Monkey had done a #2 one day so I asked him if he had done a poop. His reply was "no, but there's something lumpy in my butt!"

The other day Reed told me he was hungry so I asked if he would like some strawberries or maybe a sauce for a snack. He responded that "there are some more choices I have in mind."

He has actually done this on a couple of different occasions, but the first time it was at the dinner table with his fork. He accidentally dropped it and when it hit the floor he exclaimed "fork on the loose."

Out of nowhere one day Reed said "we should go to the zoo." I asked "where did that come from?" He replied, "my tongue."

I caught Reed picking his nose and then putting his finger into his mouth. I told him that was a bad habit and he told me that "it's okay because I'm eating a white bugger, Darth Vader eats green buggers."

The other day in the car Reed exclaimed "I'm paintin' the window." Intrigued I turned and found him spitting on his finger and then using that to smear onto the window.

Last week I heard Jon start to laugh out loud, then get a little stern, then laugh again while giving Reed a bath. I asked if everything was okay and he said I needed to come into the bathroom. Worried, I rushed in to find Jon holding a measuring cup that Reed had apparently peed into then handed to Jon saying "Dad I made a smoothie for you."