The Darnest Things

After I stole one of Brycen's grapes today and popped it into my mouth, he said, "That's not nice, Mommy!"

At dinner, we discussed with Brycen that he was going to have a baby brother. Daddy then asked, "What should we name him?" Brycen said, "Brother" (with kind of a "of course" tone). I guess he figures since he is Baby Brycen, it only makes since for baby brother to be "Brother". Pretty smart kid. haha.

While eating ice cream, Brycen made a mess on the table and on his hands. He declared, "Mess. Mess. Two Messes!"

While playing with his blocks, I heard Brycen talk to himself, "Good job, Baby! Good job!" (referring to himself).

Every morning, Brycen pops up in bed and says, "Mommy, I want food!" I then, out of habit, ask, "What kind of food?" and he always says, "Um...Doggy food!".

It's also not uncommon for me to offer things (later in the day) such as "You want an apple? A sandwich?" He will then reply, "That's not food"...meaning, he wants food in the "treat" category.

While on a bus today, Brycen intently watched a mother scold her son (calling him by name several times) for misbehaving. After a few minutes Brycen turned to me and said, "Hey, Mom! That's bad Adam!"

LOVING this talking thing. He requested his coat be put on today when he was cold and that he lay down for a nap when we arrived home.

Talking definitely trumps crying, any day.