New Recipe

Today Brady made me a special treat. He made me a "new recipe". He even prepared the recipe for me and watched while I ate.
It goes like this;
One banana, sliced
One large handful of grated cheddar cheese
3/4 cup of cold water

Mix the above ingredients together and watch while mom enjoys!

Burrrr

After an unsuccessful rescue attempt of the neighbor's cat, Sadie came away completely covered in burrs from head to toe. Her beautiful hair, which happens to reach half way down her back, was in a crazy matted pile of twigs on the top of her head. There were hundreds of burrs in her hair. I was sure that poor kid was going to have to get her hair chopped off.

It took a whole lot of conditioner, a few fervent prayers, and a tiny comb, before I was able to get her hair clear of the burrs with an hour and a half of combing. Her dad spent an hour and a half picking burrs off of her shirt, shoes, and pants that she was wearing during this dangerous rescue.
We have requested that Sadie please stay away from all cats in the future. This is not the first time that she has tried to save that same cat, and she never comes away unscathed!

I'm Not a Baby!

Brady: "How old am I again?"
Me: "Three"
Brady: "Oh man!! I thought I was a big boy. I'm really only three?"

Going Shopping

Brady: "Mom, I found your credit card. I need to go shopping."
Me: "What are you going to get?"
Brady: "Something for my birthday. Do they take this card at Costco?"

Experimenting

Me: "Brady!! Why did you poop your pants??!"
(The kid has been potty trained for a year!)
Brady: (patting his butt) "I wanted to see if my butt would get bigger in my pants."

Sense of Style

Brady put on a pair of shorts, a lime colored t-shirt, and a sweater vest. I thought it looked interesting, but didn't say anything.

A half hour later his friends showed up at the house.
He said, "Oh, I have to take my sweater off!"
Me: "Why?"
Brady: "Because mom! A sweater with a t-shirt and shorts looks weird!"

Mind Reader

Sadie: "MOM!! Bethanie just thought I was an idiot!"
Me: "She told you she thought you were an idiot?"
Sadie: "No, I could tell she was thinking it."