This week, Tomas has really started to bloom with funny things to say at all times. It is absolutely cracking me up, and I think I need to go to Barnes andNoble to buy a notebook (might as well get one for Gabi too) to write these litte things down.
A few examples:
"I don't believe in fairies, I believe in rock 'n roll!"
"Daddy, I farted like a roller coaster."
"I love you too, Mommy, but when I'm bigger, I won't love you anymore."
"So at Thanksgiving time, the baby is going to go in your leg, make a hole in your toe and be born?"
He is working so hard to figure everything out. I am so in love with that little boy!
Gabriella is not quite at the same stage but she is most definitely hilarious in her own right. Twice this week, Gabriella has awoken from her nap scraming like someone tore her arm off (No really, I'm not exaggerating. I nearly had a heart attack). What was going on, you ask? She heard the ice cream truck outside and was screaming, "Mommy, I hear ice cream bell. Mommy, Mommy!"
