Out of the Mouth of Babes

This little fella has been especially entertaining lately.

Last week, Carter was VERY into playing football. He wanted Nick to hold the football so he could kick it. Nick was pulling it up from the floor just before he could kick it {think Lucy and Charlie Brown}, and Carter was getting upset when he would do that. So, after a few times, I said, "Don't make him cry" to Nick. The next time, Nick pulled the football up again, and Carter looked at him and said, "Don't make me cry." It was too funny.

Then, last night, I put Carter to bed and came back downstairs as is usual. We heard him moving around so Nick went back up there to see if he was out of his bed. Not only was he out of his bed, but Nick found him sitting on our bed with Raf-Raf, covered with his blanket, holding the remote, with the TV on, turned to a cartoon channel {how it was on a cartoon channel we haven't figured out}. He looked at Nick and said, "I watching TV, Daddy."

Hysterical...he keeps us on our toes, for sure!