Cool tricks

So I've shared Biscuit's made-up "Red Cowboy Riding a Red Horse" song. Then I shared the Christmas carols that he's still singing every morning ... and afternoon ... and evening.

So for his next trick, Biscuit will share his beat-box skills and his Edward G. Robinson imitation.

I just don't know how he holds this much genius in that little 3T-sized body!

Christmas in February

My Biscuit baby really got into Christmas this year. He enjoyed the tree, making cookies, opening presents and mostly, he enjoyed the music.

He enjoyed it so much that he's still singing Christmas songs ... in February. We tried to explain to him that some songs were just for Christmas, but he didn't really get it. And then I thought, "Hey, if the kid is happy enough to be singing, let him sing whatever the heck he wants!"

And since his ban on me "taking his picture" was lifted last night, I got him on video singing his two favorite Christmas songs.

I will warn you that sometimes he sings all the words, and sometimes he sings his own abbreviated versions of the songs. And sometimes, when he's feeling especially creative, he'll completely change the words to suit his mood. He stuck to the original words on this video, although he did change the phrasing a little here and there.

Got him on tape

Biscuit has been very anti-video for the past few months. He wouldn't let me video him doing anything. His response was always, "Mom, you can take my picture later."

But something shifted this evening. 

Biscuit and I were sitting together just chatting, and he started singing a song he made up. It was about a red cowboy who rode a red horse and had parts of one of his cowboy books in it. It was also a mash-up of his original song and "Home on the Range."

So I asked Biscuit if I could "take a picture" of him while he sang his new song, and he actually said yes. Then he proceeded to ask me to take a picture of him singing other songs, too.

So here is the debut of Biscuit's song "Red Cowboy Who Ride a Red Horse."

The first time Biscuit sang his song, he had the hiccups.

Word of the day

Jeff and I have worked really hard to only say things around Biscuit that we wouldn't mind hearing come out of his mouth in public. 

Although, I have heard some really funny stories about little kids and cuss words. 

Like one friend's daughter who walked into the living room and said, "We've got to clean this s--- up!"

Or a pediatrician at the second hospital I worked at used to tell us all kinds of funny kid stories. One of my favorites was about a little girl who wore a new dress to church. All the kids went down to the front of the church for the children's sermon, and the minister noticed the little girl fluffing the skirt on her new dress. He realized that the little girl was fishing for a compliment, so he said, "That sure is a pretty dress you're wearing today." The little girl just smiled and said, "Yeah, but it's a b---- to iron." I'm sure her mother was thrilled.

My nephew was playing hide-and-go-seek at Mama's house, and she couldn't find him. Mama and Daddy's bed sits catty-cornered in their room, and my nephew had crawled over the headboard and was hiding in the corner. Mama finally found him and told him to come out from behind the bed. My nephew said, "I'm trying to Grandmama. If I can just get my fat butt over." He was about 4 when he said that.

So far, Biscuit hasn't found any fun words to use. And we're hoping it's a while before he learns any.

But there are times we have to bite our tongues.

Like tonight. I was browning some ground chicken for dinner, when my spoon slipped and I splashed boiling water on my hand and arm. 

I'm not sure exactly how to spell the noise that came out of my mouth, but it sounded something like, "DA-SHOW-WAHHH-OOOOOT!!!!!" Unless I just learned to speak German, I can't think of a single exclamation I might have been shooting for. Although some choice words did flash through my mind.

But at least those choice words didn't come out of my mouth. Which hopefully means they won't be coming out of my boy's mouth any time soon, either.

I like this kid

My son just ran to my husband and said, "I'm ready to go to bed, Dad. Come read me a story." 

Then Biscuit bolted up the stairs with Jeff right behind him. They're up there reading right now.

This was after Biscuit took a bath with only about 30 seconds of whining.

Earlier in the evening, he ate two tacos and some black beans and corn for dinner. He was also sitting in his spot at the table before the food was ever set down. Usually, we have to chase him down for dinner.

I'm not sure what got into Biscuit tonight, but I'm lovin' it.

I can't hear!

Why is it that my son never plays with some of his noisiest toys until I'm watching a movie where I need to hear the dialog? Isn't it naptime yet?!?

Biscuit's kisses

As we were leaving day care Friday, I noticed that there were folded notes on the classroom door, one with each child's name on it. When I opened it up, there were two big hearts drawn on it, one listed all the boys' names in Biscuit's class, and one listed all the girls' names. They were for Valentines.

Valentines for 3-year-olds.

My 3-year-old has no idea what Valentine's Day is, and I have to buy Valentine's cards for 26 ... you read that right ... 26 kids?!?

Biscuit and I went to the store and strolled down one of FOUR aisles dedicated to Valentine's Day. They had the little cards with the little envelopes with all the popular cartoon characters. If Biscuit were old enough to know these characters and pick out the ones he likes best, it might be okay. But for some of them, I would have to buy three boxes to have enough. And they're not cheap.

Anyway, after I finished stewing, I came up with a cheap alternative. I bought a bag of kisses and a pack of stickers, and when we got home, I dug up some red card stock.

Cute, cheap and Biscuit got to help. They're not fancy, but I feel better about these than I would have buying some of the others.

So here are the Valentine's cards Biscuit is going to give out this year.