brooks says.

Goodness, this timid, silly, sensitive, sandbox-loving boy makes me laugh. A lot.

We bought Brooks a Vulcan statue…
B: [Pointing at the nether-regions] Vulcan pee pee, Mommy.
L: [Oh boy]
B: Oooh, Vulcan bottom too!

Trying to put his sippy cup of milk in my mouth…
B: Open that mouth!

While putting Ann Bennett down for a nap, Brooks runs in and climbs up on her crib…
B: Pray for Sissy, Mommy!
L: Okay, buddy!
B: Thank you, Jesus, for baby sister…

Another day we went through our "pray for baby sister routine" at nap time, then walked into Brooks' room for his nap...
B: [Crawls into bed]
L: [Walks to the door]
B: [Sits up and pats chest] Pray for meeeeee!
I do baby boy, all of the time.

While playing trains, runs up to me…
B: Hurt back, Mommy.
L: [Lifts shirt to kiss his boo boo]
B: Put lavender on it, Mommy.
Oil much?

We were upstairs playing and went into the bathroom to look out the window to watch it sleet in the backyard…
L: Brooks, who's room is this?
B: Pop Pop's. Pop Pop go potty in the toilet! He makes bubbles! (Thank you, John for teaching him that.)
B: He have flush it!

As I'm putting on Ann Bennett's bonnet…
B: Ooooh, Sissy's cowboy hat!

I was putting a bunny on the mantel for Easter…
B: Awwww!
L: Do you like that bunny?
B: So cute!

At snack time…
B: Want some water wit juice in big boy cup!
L: Okay, I'll go get some for you.
B: [Leans in] And don't sthill it!
Ironic because 10 seconds later, he spilled it.

I was sitting on the toilet enjoying some peace and quiet with a magazine when Brooks walks in…
B: [Shouts] Found you, Mommy!
L: [Deep breath]
B: [Gasps] Don't let book fall in the potty, Mommy.

While in the care of John…
B: Wooh! That carpet's dirty dirty! Got to clean it up!

And lastly, he tells me all day, every day…"you cute, Mommy, you cuuuuute." He especially loves to use the cute card when he is in trouble. Smart boy, Brooksie.

 Please stay this age forever, sweet baby boy. Don't grow up.