Police

E from the backseat: "mommy! I saw someone got pulled down by the policeman!"

Pulled over?

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Blood crusher

E: "We learned today in school about blood crusher—it moves your blood through your body! It makes your ears red."

I think he meant "blood pressure."

Bedtime role play

Tonight Elliot asked me to be Santa while he made me tea with milk, mac and cheese, and salad on the stove top. Then we took all the food, cups and plates to the movie theater where we watched Lightning McQueen and Mickey Mouse in a really funny movie. He kept calling me Santa and even after we were done and everything was cleaned up, Elliot wanted me to continue talking like Santa to tuck him in. 

It was weird. But I did it, because you're only 3 once.

Lotsa kisses

E does this thing now where he says, "I'm gonna give you lotsa kisses." And then he holds your face in his hands so he can turn it and kisses every part of it—your cheek, chin, ear, forehead, eye... he gives directions if you're not turning the way he wants. It is absolutely the most tender thing and I hope he never stops.

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Precious Moments

  On the last day of your dad's trip to see his parents over the long weekend, after an epic battle over getting you to go to "quiet time" today in which you threw toys at the door and screamed your most blood-curdling screams, you finally broke into sobs of "mommyyyyyy!" and I was so exasperated from trying to reason with you, to convince you we both needed the quiet time and break, and finally, you managed to squeak out: "I want you to lay with me." And I said, "no, because you won't try to sleep, you'll just play around." And you countered, "No I won't, I'll sleep." And against my better judgment I just lay down with you, no other words spoken. In less than 5 minutes, you had settled yourself down and your curls were tickling my nose and you were breathing deep. You have been sick and you were so exhausted and I'm so proud that you advocated for what you needed and I'm proud of myself for being able to hear you through my own exhaustion and how many more times will you fall asleep cradled in my arms like that? You are so precious to me, little man. You push me to my limits and sometimes bring out my absolute worst but you also give me some of the highest highs that I have known as a parent and I admire your strong spirit and how well you know yourself and how you will not compromise but always demand the absolute best available. I'm proud to be your mama.

Opposite of blown-up

E found a deflated ball at H's school. He said, "It's blown-down!"

“I want to give you a hug...

...but after I put on my pull ups because I don't want to touch you with my privates. And my penis is in the front."

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