Colt is in a stage where he says "what?" like 700x (and no, I'm not exaggerating). . . after I have repeated myself those 700x, I KNOW he MUST have heard me at least once. So, today I told him he COULD NOT say "what?" until he had stopped to think about what that person had said. If he still couldn't figure it out, then he could say, "Would you please repeat yourself?"

That seemed to go over well. Later, I said something to him. . . and he replied, "Please COMPLETE yourself!!"

I was looking at baby stuff online today. Colt came by and said, "What are you looking at Mom? Oh! Are you having another baby?!"

No, I'm not having a baby Colt. . . just needed to look at something.

"Oh, I think you are going to have another baby Mom. Your stomach is kind of out."

Wow. Thanks Colt. You sure know how to win a woman's heart.

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.