I get Ryder out of the bath, dry him off, and he takes off running to his room yelling “Ryder’s nakey boy Daddy!!!” He takes a seat on the carpet, which I’m sure felt great on his bare behind, and Mommy waddles in the room slowly after him. I start picking out his pajamas as he starts a conversation about what else but…his Monster!
Ryder: Ryder’s Monster’s poking out Mommy! You see it??
Me: Yes Ryder, I see it.
Ryder: It’s poking out like Mommy’s belly button!
Me: Thank you for that comparison buddy.
Ryder: Ryder’s Monster has a hole in it, you see it Mommy??
Me: Yes, it sure does.
Daddy hears our conversation in the kitchen over the monitor and busts out laughing. In the meantime Ryder picks up his measuring tape.
Me: Ryder, WHAT are you doing??
Ryder: Measuring da Monster. IT’S TEN INCHES!!!!
Oh.My.Goodness…Did he really just say that?!
A Marsh Tradition perhaps???? lmao I WOODn't err WOULDN'T know... :)
ReplyDeleteI'm not even gonna ask where he gets this stuff (measuring the monster??! LOL) that boy is a trip!! :)
ReplyDeletehahaha....oh boy! So this is what my future conversations with Jax will be like huh? lol..that is so funny!
ReplyDeleteI love how Ryder refers himself in 3rd person, that is so funny!
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh! That is hilarious!! I bet Alan was proud! ha.
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