Kids say the funniest things

I just have to catch myself sometimes when Carter says some of the stuff he says, so that he doesn't see me laughing.  Half of it is stuff he shouldn't say, and he does get reprimanded for it, but for that split second I have to turn my head and ever so quietly bust into laughter.  Lately he's been coming up with some of the funniest stuff.  It's like he knows the ever so perfect moment to say it.

Last Friday we went out to eat and then to Wal-Mart.  A pretty routine Friday night for us.  We turned on to 301 headed back into town and Carter started in with he wanted a new toy from Wal-Mart.  After cleaning, and picking up toys all week long the last thing I wanted to do was add another to the mix.  I told him that there would not be any toys he had more then enough at home.  Well, of course, this chapped him right off.  He started crying and nothing we said was going to make him happy.  Travis finally came up with the great idea that we would get him fresh boiled peanuts on the way home.  On our way home we got closer and closer to where the peanut lady should be and.... she was not there!  Oh heavens!  What should we do now.  This just sent him into another fit.  Once again, Daddy to the rescue picked up his cell phone and pretended to call the peanut lady.  He reassured Carter she would be there the next day.  Carter said, "Daddy, you promise we'll get peanuts tomorrow?  Call her back and tell her I want a water too!"  Seriously... was he putting in his order for peanuts and a drink??  Too funny!!  

On Saturday he spent the morning with Travis while I went for a pedicure with Paulette (my mother in law).  While we were there we received a phone call from Granny Vera that she had been in a car accident.  Luckily she is okay but her car, not so much.  She was pretty shaken up but is doing okay now.  When we made it to Granny's, Papa Joe being the jokester that he is, was saying, "Granny go up, and Granny go down".  Carter thought this was the funniest thing. As we were all eating lunch together and talking, Carter was at the small table behind the kitchen table talking to himself.  I turned around to see what he was saying and he was holding his hands up then down saying, "Granny go up, Granny go down!"  Then he would laugh.  It just amazes me that he was even paying attention when Papa was saying that.  

The best of all these cute little moments is the one Travis just informed me of.  Since I am no longer allowed to tuck Carter in at night (his choice, not mine), Travis is the one that gets that sweet pleasure.  When he tucked him in last night and they were saying their prayers Carter's went like this, "Thank you Jesus for Tucker, and momma, and Tucker's ninny bottles!!!!!!!"  Yes, you read that correctly, he thanked Jesus for Tucker's ninny bottles.  Now, for those of you that have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about, ninny bottles are what "I" feed Tucker with. Explaining to my three year old about breast feeding was not something I had put a whole lot of thought into.  Just a recap as to where this came from, when we came home from the hospital Carter was asking how I was going to feed Tucker.  I explained to him the best I knew how that I would feed him.  He wasn't getting it, so I asked him if he knew how the baby cows ate their dinner and he said yes, they drink ninny.  Well, my quickest thinking was to tell him that I too had ninny bottles.  This cured his curiosity and that was the end of it.  No more questions, that's just how it is.  It seemed easy enough to me at the time, but now that he tells me when Tucker cries, "Momma, he just wants his ninny bottles, feed him!"  When Travis told me that he said this while saying his prayers I thought I was going to die laughing.  It was hilarious and absolutely precious at the same time.  The innocence of a child, and the things that he is thankful for.  He also asked yesterday, "Momma, why does bubba cry all the time?"  Now there my friends is the million dollar question.  My response, if I knew son, he wouldn't be crying!! :)