Adventures in Bennionland

Breakfast time is one of my favorite times of the day. Mostly because at that point I still think everything they do is in the cute category and not the annoying one. (That changes by 11:00am.)

The best part of breakfast is that, after a good night of sleep, the boys’ mouths are loosened and they let loose some funnies. Here are some from today:

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Walker (with his mouth full of Chex cereal): Mom, I love sssexx.
Me: Oh, you love CHex. (enunciating the ‘ch’)
Walker: No, I love sssseexxx. (enunciating the ’s’ as if it was ‘ch’)
Me: Yeah. Chex is really good. (enunciating the ‘ch’ again!!)
Walker: Yup. Sex is good.

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Will: I’m the protector of you Mom.
Me: Oh really. What do you protect me from?
Will: Everything. From mean dogs, from bad guys, from strong winds. Everything.
Me: Well thanks Will.
Will: And Walker protects Daddy. And Daddy protects me.
Me: Cool.
Will: And Mom?
Me: Yes?
Will: You protect the whole world.
Me: Wow. That’s a lot of people to protect.
Will: Yeah, but you can do it.

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While I’m walking around the kitchen Will comes and grabs hold of my legs.
Will: I’m a lock Mom. You cannot move.
Me: Oh wow. How am I supposed to make you breakfast.
Will: You cannot move.
Me: I guess I need to find the key.
Will: There is no key.

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Walker picked up some prospectus my that parents get from one of their investments. He read each page – telling the story of how Glendora was made. Which, in case you are wondering, was by lots of ants and a cat.

For the past two weeks we’ve been visiting family (and squeezing in a few friends) in Utah. We had a glorious time. I’ve had the good intentions of blogging all about our trip since we got back on Saturday…but well, you know life!

Turns out Walker caught a bit of a stomach flu bug. Nasty stuff. Monday was a rough day. We thought he was past it yesterday – he was even riding his bike around outside! Early this morning when he crawled in our bed we were told otherwise. We weren’t really told…but you can paint the picture yourself.

Today he’s been pretty mellow, which if you know his you know isn’t normal. One good part is that he is extra cuddly.

Another good thing is that potty time with Walker is like taxi-cab confessional. He sits and tells fables of his day, and every once and a while he admits to something he has done in the past day or two. Today he was full of confessions.

“Um Mama. Yesterday Weeyam (that’s what William sounds like) and I. Um. Um. Weeyam said poopoo. That’s a bathroom word.”

“Mama. Mama. Mama. I took your camera. I took pictures”

“One day Weeyam, he said no to me”

And the list goes on. It was hilarious!

This afternoon, before ‘rest’ time, he asked if he could take a bath. He was so incredibly tired that he laid down in the bathtub.

And, as the water was draining, he fell asleep. Glad I was in there!

This morning I left the boys at the breakfast table while I ran in to make my bed.

This conversation followed:

Will: “You want me to be the boss?”
Walker: “No, I’m is the boss.”
Will: “NO I’M THE BOSS!”
(So I decide to participate, yelling from the bedroom)
Me: “No I’m the boss.”
Walker: “Mommy said she’s the boss.”
Will: “No I’m the boss.”
Walker: “No I wanna be boss.”
Me: “Walker, you be the boss of you and Will you be the boss of yourself.”
Walker: “Ok. I’m is the boss of Walker.”
Will: “No I am the boss of EVERYONE.”