“Once in a while it gets dark before we get home. Looking out the window from my car seat, I’ve noticed that the Moon can keep up with us no matter how fast we’re going and sometimes, it beats us there!”

“For some odd reason, I get the impression that Dad has a sixth sense about him. Because, whenever I’m doing something I shouldn’t, no matter how quiet I am, …he somehow knows!”

“ I should keep an eye on my big brother. He’s reached the “TENACIOUS TEENS” and, that’s gotta be WAY worse that my terrible twos.”

Son, your brother is also starting to go through some changes both physical and hormonal. And though I want you to grow up to be a man someday, I think I like you just the way you are now.
…excepting the juice all over my lap. LOVE YOU!

“This morning hasn’t gone quite the way I had expected. Can I get a Mulligan?”

"Dad says, I'm a GREAT KID!

...Was he expecting any less?"

“There seems to be a lot of unrest in the middle-east.
I’ve heard that dog barking next door all morning!”
(At just under two years old, my world is still pretty small yet.)

“I can’t WAIT for Dad to come pick me up from the daycare. This place is a total shambles. …I believe my work is done here.”

“Dad’s SOOOOooo proud, now that I can throw things in the garbage all by myself. He’s ecstatic. I mean, even to the point that he just can‘t stand still. All week he’s been pacing around the house in excitement saying: ‘Where are my keys?’
…what ever THAT means.”

“I don’t think people realize that; while my plate may have exactly the same food on it, Dad’s plate always looks more delicious.”

“Dad’s a little upset with me because I clogged the toilet with golf balls
“He should be PROUD. It was a lot of work slicing them off the shower-curtain to get them in under par.”

“I AM proud son. I just don’t think you understand how that sort of thing could cost Daddy a lot of money. …and another thing, the cat box is NOT a sand-trap.”

“You DO understand that a simple cookie could make all of this go away, RIGHT?”

“ONE MONTH UNTIL SPRING! Maybe Dad will let me play in the mud. If not, I’m hoping he at least lets me throw things at the squirrels.”

“Regrettably, I can never tell until it’s too late which doctor’s appointments will end up with me being STUCK with a needle, for what THEY call a ‘VACCINATION’ It‘s downright CRUELTY if you ask me!
...Is that a TOY???"

“I know what you’re thinking: Did he soil six diapers or, was it only five? To tell the truth, in all the excitement I kind’a forgot myself. So, before you reach for that bag, you’d better ask yourself one question…”

“Right foot, left foot… What is this? The only thing I know is that, they look relatively the same and, are such a bother. Why can‘t I exercise a little variety? Just give me a sandal and, …one of those boots over there.”

"Dad looks like he’s in pain from the last time we went snow-sledding. To be honest, I think he has more fun than I do."

“Hey Dad, Let's play golf... HEY DAD, LET’S PLAY GOLF...
DAAAAAAAD! ......Ok, I'll just play golf with the CAT.”

"Ok, son but, let‘s just run the back-nine today”

"Everybody WAKE UP let’s play, it’s going to be a busy day, we’ve got lots of stuff to get done.
This looks like a good place for a nap."

“I can’t WAIT until I’m old enough to type. Then, I can record my interpretations of what my Dad might really be thinking. Though I know, he’s just a silly adult.”

"OMG! Not another video Dad, Why do you always wait until after I’m done being cute?"

“Dad, why do you insist on taking away and, hiding all the toys I throw down the stairs? I see you‘re wearing your shoes…

I’ve thrown THOSE down the steps QUITE A FEW TIMES.”

"Yes Dad, You can have it. I have no use for it anyway, it wouldn’t fit in my nose."

“It’s hard saying why my family would stop me in my tracks as I’m walking towards the cat, little tykes golf club in hand, raised to the sky…
I’M not even sure what my intentions are at THAT point.”

"Bath time! Remember when I was scared in that big bathtub, Dad?
I think I’m old enough for scuba lessons now."

“Son, you were scared last week”

“WHAT? Are you kidding? What’s so bad about it? It’s all the same for me, I wake up, I play, I eat, I play, I poop, I play, I nap, I wake up, I play. I eat, I play…
EVERY day, is Monday!”

"I can do this, Everybody stand back, give me lots of room. …a little more… a little more… LOOK EVERYBODY....."

*Drool*