Conversations with Charlie

Charlie is just over two and half now and talks really well. Sometimes our conversations are circular and frustrating. Other times, I can't keep from laughing. Here are a couple gems:

"Mom, I'm going on an adventure."
"Ok,where are you going?"
"On an adventure."
"Oh"
"C'mon Mom, let's go"
"I can't go. I have to wash your diapers."
"I gotta go get gas."
"Well, ok but I think you should tell your Dad."



"Mom, why is Dad so cross with me?"
"Probably because you put your trains and all the dog food in the dog water and your not supposed to play in it."
"You clean it up, ok?"


"I wanna wear Thomas [underpants]"
"Ok, but if you wear them, you have to poop and pee in the potty."
"I don't want to use the potty"
"Then you can't wear underpants."
*whining* "But I want to wear Thomas"
"Then you have to use the potty."
"But I don't want to use the potty"

There's No Crying in Baseball

Charlie is two and half now and talks... a lot. Sometimes no one has the slightest idea what he's saying and other times he says stuff like this:

"Come on Dad, you're killing me."

"There's no crying in baseball."
Mumbles- "That's right, there's no crying in baseball."
"What's a baseball?"

While my husband was painting our kitchen cabinets and there was dust all over, I asked Charlie to take his 'beautiful, brown blanket' (yes, that really is what he calls it) back to his room so that it wouldn't get dirty. An argument ensued and he told me " You go lay down in your room, Mommy."

He also does stuff like this:

The other day Micha was giving him a bath. Charlie was laying on his back in the tub and started giggling. He was peeing straight up in the air.