The Many Sayings of Noah

Noah is nearly five years old (early January is the big day!) and the things he says are just so funny!  Oh my goodness!  I keep a running note on my phone's memo pad, and I like to pull it out and have a little giggle every now and then.

Here are his latest contributions:

Noah:  where did that tool come from? It looks like one from Grandpa Randy.
Me: maybe it came from Grandpa Randy's  house?
Noah: (furrowed brow) Grandpa Randy lives with Grandma Chips
Me: so.... it came from Grandma Chips house?
Noah: yes

Noah: Mom, I've never tried an almond joy before
Me: that's because you're allergic to almonds
Noah: well, I'd just eat the joy part

Michael: My tummy hurts

Noah: Sounds like you have splatter pain 

Michael: What's splatter pain?

Noah: (sighs heavily) Ugh, Michael.  That's when you hold in your tee tee for too long and it makes you have a splatter pain!  (note: he means "bladder pain")

Noah: I have a slight. (of course, it sounds more like "swight")
Me: What's a slight?

Noah: Well, my eyes are watery and I have a tickle in my throat. When that happened at Grandma's house, she put her hand on my forehead and said I had a slight fever, so today I just have a slight because my eyes are watery and I have another tickle in my throat.

Me: don't stand on books. You could hurt yourself or me.
Noah: (stands on stack of books, slides off books and falls)
Me: this is why I say not to stand on books. Maybe one day you'll learn not to stand on books.
Noah: teach me
Me: teach you what?
Noah: to not stand on books.
Me: when I tell you not to do something, that is teaching you not to do it.

Noah: (opening an Air Head)
Me: here, I'll help you. This flavor is white mystery.
Noah: I love white mystery!
Me: You eat it and tell me what it tastes like
Noah: yum!
Me: it tastes like yum?
Noah: mmm-hmmm! And it tastes like bubble gum

(While we were driving home from my parents' house and it was dark)
Noah: what are those big things outside?
Me: what big things, bud?
Noah: those things that look like black brocolli
Me: those would be trees
Noah: oh, it's so dark that I can't see a thing!

Noah: (took a drink from his cup) I just got hydrolated by some water.

(While playing video games together-- with Noah only half-paying attention)

Michael: I guess Luigi slapped me in the head
Noah: that stupid guy
Michael: Noah, you're Luigi
Noah: oh! I'm so sorry, Michael!

Me: Noah, you should start trying to buckle yourself
Noah: I don't know how
Me: (showing him how) I'd like you to at least try
Noah:(gasps) maybe I can learn when I go to school
Me: I think you can learn before you start school
Noah: no, I need to be teached!

I hope you've enjoyed this brief glimpse into life with a nearly five year old spunky boy!

Until Next Time, 

Much love, Reba