Nicknames

This morning while cuddling on the couch...

Jen: "Are you my sweet pea?"

Evan: "No, your baby is your sweet pea."

Jen: "Oh that's right, and you're my peanut."

Evan: "And you're my robot."

Laughs from today...

Evan saw his sunglasses sitting on the counter. He put them on and said, "Mommy you're so shiny I need sunglasses."

Later in the day...

Evan was pretending to be a skunk, or as he says, "kunk." He turned around, mooned me, and said, "I have a smell coming out of my bottom." I couldn't help but laugh!

The Dump Truck

I asked Evan to tell me a story. I typed it out as he was dictating it to me so these are his exact words....

Once upon a time there were 3 dump trucks and they didn't know what to carry so they called up their grandmas and grandpas.

Grandpa told them " I have a heavy block to lift so can you please come?"

"yeah"

Well and Grandma told one of the dump trucks I have a big ol' tree in the middle of the road and I'm trying to take my little kid to (s)chool but I can't. Then a big ol' excavator came with a long arm and big ol' dumper at the back. And then it could do it.

Then one of the grandmas and grandpas had a big ol' rock in the way and they called a big ol' dump truck, one with a dumper at the front and a very long arm at the end of it. The rock was on the road and the little kid didn't want a big bump so they called up the excavator. It digged on the cement and cracked a hole in it and digged way down in it. Then a dump truck came and a giant excavator put the big rock in the dump truck and then a big ol' "frumper trucker" came. Its a big ol' truck that trims trees but it trimmed up the rock.

Where food comes from...

Evan is really interested in where his food comes from and how its made. This morning we saw a Velda Milk truck and he got really excited. He then explained to me that milk comes from cows and then a big tanker called a "milk truck" comes to get the milk and takes it to a factory where they put it in jugs and then another truck picks it up and takes it to a store.

During lunch he asked "who makes grapes?" My initial reply was "God does." But then I had to explain to him about the seed, sun, water, etc.

He also wanted to know how yogurt was made. I told him it was made out of milk but he wasn't satisfied with my answer, he wanted more. I told him I wasn't sure how exactly it was made. He then told me that someday he "would like to go to a yogurt factory so they can show me how to make yogurt...they'll know."