liam at three is both freaking hilarious and holy terror. guess that's what it's like being three. i often feel like he is an emotional time bomb. just waiting to go off at the most inopportune times, say at costco on a saturday when he needs to pee but refuses to actually walk to the washroom and screams all the way there. but in between the emotional tantrums (he is just learning to sort out his emotions so we'll cut him some slack) we have this kid who says some pretty funny shit. so ... i guess it's time to start writing some of those things down in order to not forget and also to remind us that he's more than the foaming at the mouth, kicking and screaming ball of terror that sometimes shows up.
here's the first instalment of liamisms:
to rob while playing play doh: "i want you to make a daddy, a mommy and a averie. but a mommy with boobies."
to rob: "averie doesn't like you. i like you."
taking a bite of his dinner: "now i'm big and strong?"
"i smell skunky. mom did you fart?" (i swear i didn't)
in the car on the way to seattle: "i smell skunky. averie's poopy." (she wasn't)
holding his toy trailer truck to his face: "daddy look at my moustache."
on the highway coming home:
liam: "you have to drive slower daddy so i can open my window."
rob: "i can't because we are on the highway."
liam: "you have to. i need to get some air in here."
to rob while getting his hair washed in the bath: "i'm growing dad, let go of my head."
talking to uncle pete on skype while holding his toy drill (this one needs the context):
"i'm going to screw you uncle pete."
to me "you're not a girl, you're a lady."
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