Random conversation recently overheard in the car:
JJ: “Jett – zip the lip!”
JJ: “Zip the lip!”
JJ: “I’m getting frustrated. I really don’t love when you make all those noises.”
JJ: “Jett – zip it!!!”
All Jett was doing was sucking his thumb prior to this conversation.
When frustrated or trying to figure something out, JJ can often be heard saying one or more of these phrases:
“Oh, what’s the use! I already lost my marbles!”
“What in tar-nation!”
“Wait just a corn-popping minute!”
“Oh, biscuits and gravy!”
“Cinders and ashes!”
“Bust my buffers!”
He gets most of these from Thomas or Sheriff Callie, but the first one listed is a JJ original.
Complimenting my church attire:
“Mommy, you look just like Barney in that purple dress!”
Yes, large dinosaur was just the look I was going for.
Unfortunate word changes:
Me: “What happened to my English muffin? Someone took a bite out of it.”
JJ: “Jett took a nipple out of it.”
Me: “I believe the word your looking for is nibble.”
JJ: “Is this a nipple?”
Me: “No, it’s a freckle. Plus, it’s on your leg.”
Um yeah, we have a little bit of trouble with that word.
On playing with his brother:
JJ: “Mom, why is Jett such a pain in the boots?”
Me: “He just wants to play with you. I don’t think he’s a pain.”
JJ: “Well, I do. A big ole’ pain in the boots.”
“Jett, you can look at my tractors but you can’t touch them. They are mine – very, very mine.”
Trying to weasel his way out of discipline:
“Am I done with timeout now? I just want to snuggle with my pretty Mommy.”
“Mom, I just want you to know – I love you no matter what.”
Notice how he goes after my sensitive side and not Dad’s. Hmmmm.
On personal hygiene:
(sees himself in the mirror) “Ah! My hair is a frightful mess!”
(while cuddling with me) “Please stop breathing on me. Your breath smells like a garden – a horrible garden.”
(while going to the bathroom) “I will call you in when it’s time for you to be the butt-wiper, but for now I just want my privacy. Please leave, Mommy.”
Can I add butt-wiper with garden breath to my resume?
When asked about his costume for Halloween:
Me: “Do you still want to be a bear for Halloween?”
JJ: “Yes, I want to be a bear…bare naked.”
Me: “Your birthday suit is not a viable costume option.”
JJ: “Fine. Then I want to be one of the Octonauts.”
Me: “What would you like for a snack.”
JJ: “Metamucil. That’s what Meme and Pap have for snack.”