Colt is going through a phase (at least I HOPE it's a phase) where he enjoys saying and talking about poop. Lovely, I know. So we have a new rule:

POOP RULE: YOU CAN ONLY TALK ABOUT POOP IN THE BATHROOM (I would just hate to deprive him of that altogether you know? After all, he IS a boy).

Well, the other day we were skyping with my parents when all of the sudden Colt runs out of the room! I watched him run to the bathroom door, stick his head in, whisper "poop," and run back.

Must have had some urge, eh?

When Colt says, "Mommy don't look back here (in the car), or Mommy don't come in here, or Mommy how about you stay over there for a minute.". . . that REALLY means, he's doing something he knows he shouldn't be doing. Oh my. The training, can't wait for this phase to end. At least he gives himself away when he is about to disobey :-)

"Mom, let's pretend you are God and I need help. So, I'm going to be scared and I will call you and you will never leave me, ok?"

Precious.

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Colt deserved 3 spankings by noon the other day. He knew it. So, he said, "Dad, let's pretend you are God and take me to heaven!"

I was looking at Colt's pictures with him that he had taken with his little camera. I just could not figure out what one of them was. . . so I asked, "Colt what is that?"

He said, "I think that's AMERICA, Mom!"

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Warning, Possible TMI:

After pooping today, Colt informed me that there were 3 POOPS IN THE TOILET! Just like he is 3! Does it get much cooler than this folks? I think not.

Colt has 2 new habits to break - not only do we need to stop picking the nose, but we also need to stop saving the boogers to wipe on Mommy. Gross. I guess that's a better option than the wall though? Just trying to look on the bright side.

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In the store today, Colt told me he could count to 100. I thought that would be a GREAT way to pass the time and told him to go for it. "1,2,3. . . . (up to). . . 18, 19, 20, TWENTY ONE HUNDRED!!"

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Another thing we need to work on is the concept of time I suppose:

Colt when was the last time you went to the potty?

"I just went on Sunday Mom!"

Well it's Monday now, Son.

Colt did you wash your hands?

"I just washed them on August Mom."

Well it's October now, Son.

Last night David was talking to Colt about why he deserved a spanking. Colt had such a sweet spirit about it all. . . I guess that is why David decided to give him grace and not spank him. THAT, prompted David to explain that he was going to show grace like God showed us grace.

Well, today Colt disobeyed at church and David had to spank him (shocking I know - you would think it's a daily thing huh?). Colt and David talked about what he had done wrong and why he was getting a spanking. Then Colt said, "Okay Dad. Are you going to show me grace?"