Daeson

Okay, I know I have posted once today but Daeson said a couple things I wanted to post before I forgot. I know I am on vacation, but I am tiring of the indoor scene very fast and so is Daeson. I wish that he could go out to play and be free...but we are couped up in the house...a brand new house that I am worried everyday of tarnishing. But tonight Daeson said some very cute things. I will try to do them justice.

This was a conversation that took place during dinner.
Daeson, you need to eat your food.
Daeson...eat...now. This is supper and you don't get pie if you don't eat.

I have to go potty.

Then go, do you need help? ( I asked because earlier today he was peeing and had his thing (sorry for the graphic content) in one hand and his other hand playing in the stream of PEE..YUCK!!!)

Is the light on, Mom?

No, but I will turn it on. (I returned to the dinner table after turning the light on to feed Tevan. A couple minutes later:)

Mom...(he was standing at the table with his jammies still down and holding a barrett...hands wet)

Daeson why are your hands wet?

Mom...

Daeson, did you pee on your hand again?

Mom...(handing me a barrett that I had earlier taken out of my hair)

Daeson, get in there and wash your hand...why are they wet? Did you already wash them?? Get in there RIGHT NOW!!!!

Mom....I DROPPED IT IN THE TOILET!!!! (it being the barrett that I had taken right before...yuck, yuck yuck!!!)

We all stopped and laughed. My dad said that if I would have just let him finish he was trying to tell me all along. I felt so bad. The whole time Daeson had a look of concern on his face and he was trying so hard to get a word in. Sorry, baby!!! Sometimes I just need to relax!!!

The second thing that happened tonight...after struggling to have FHE and I was tired of him fighting me...was the following.

Daeson had to go potty so off he went. He can't quite reach the sink so my mom has a little stool in there. I hadn't quite finished cleaning up the dirty clothes and towels, so they were on the floor making it very difficult for Daeson to scoot the stool. So he fussed and I went to the bathroom saying.."What is your problem???" Instead of being the great mom I should be and offering to help, he told me the situation. I told him he needed to ask instead of boobing about it and then he would have better results. He fussed and told me he needed help washing his hands. So I turned the water on. It was too cold, so I turned it the other direction. It was warming up so I tried to cool it down after he complained that it was too hot. I said,"Daeson, why do you always complain that it is either too hot or too cold? I can't get it right!!!" By this time I was frusterated. He looked up at me innocently and said, "I don't 'plain if it is warm." Slap me in the face. I felt so bad. I realized I am too hard on him...HE IS TWO!!!!!!

Anyway, one funny story and one very humbling story. Goodnight and sweet dreams!