Saturday, February 23, 2008

It's Not Easy Being Cheesy

Yesterday, I took Dylan to a party for a friend of mine. We had a good time, and Jim got some time alone to work on fixing the drawers in our bathroom. He is completely rebuilding the drawers from scratch, and it is involved, so when we got home he wanted to show me the progress he made. We were standing in the bathroom with Dylan, who was drinking from his sippy cup, while listening to our conversation.

After discussing the drawer progress, I mentioned that I would like to replace the faucet. Jim said, "You don't like it?", and I replied, "No, I think it is cheesy". The minute I said the word CHEESY, my crazy cheese loving kid released the sippy cup, dropping it on the floor, to frantically and excitedly make the sign for "Cheese". "Did someone say something about cheese?! I'm in! Let's go get some!" He kills me!


Burgh Baby's Mom said...

That Dylan is always listening, isn't he?!?

You're going to be screwed when he starts repeating words out loud. Screwed, I tell you. Guess whose kid called the bulldog "stupid" last nigh. uh huh. You'll be paddling in the same boat before long.

Julia said...

Ha! You've entered the stage of S.P.E.L.L.I.N.G. everything. Have fun!

Jen said...

BBM, Yea, probably without a paddle. Row, row, row your boat gently round the lake. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life's a piece of cake. (That explains the 10 lbs I need to lose before swimsuit season).

Julia, Y.O.U. A.R.E. R.I.G.H.T, A.S. A.L.W.A.Y.S

Sparx said...

Wow, that's cool. If I said anything about food in front of the spud he'd... er... do nothing, I suspect. He doesn't seem that cottoned on to language at the moment.

Shellie said...

How cute!!! They listen to more than you think.