I am impressed with what he says sometimes, out of the blue.
This also worries me, what if he really knows what he is doing and saying and just manipulating us parents?
Hmmm. I hope not.
Sometimes when Derek and I are talking around him or are in the car talking to each other Brandon is in his car seat repeating everything we just said. I mean word for word.
Its funny driving with this boy in the car, he will start yelling "STOP!!" if he sees that there is a red light ahead.
He says "Stop mom its not green", haha what? Then when it turns green he says "ok GOOOOO".
I hope I never forget this.
We were at Target shopping for shit paper and the like this weekend. Brandon starts telling me he wants to see the toys. No biggie.
He sees the big bouncy balls and wants one so I ask what color he wants he replies "purple".
I give him the purple one. He starts bouncing that thing around, but then spots some smaller balls. He leaves the big purple there and tries to give me 2 small balls to buy, each small ball was $7.99! Ummm Yeah..No.
I tell him no to the small ones and just to get his big ball. As I walk away from the isle he comes to the basket and throws 2 balls in it. WOW learning early huh?
We finally finish browsing the toys and make our way over to the woman's clothing section. Clearance baby.
While browsing Brandon starts throwing the giant ball around and I tell him be careful. He starts being silly and I go along with it. I then go back to the clothing and turn in time to see him fake slip on the tile and yell "It's slippery mom!" Haha Well it wasn't slippery so I don't know why he said that, but does it again. I grab him and say lets go before you really hurt yourself.
I get my few items and have Brandon go with me into the changing room. He sits on the little stool they have in there and just sits there looking at me.
For some reason he calls bra's 'chonies'(Spanish for undies) I really don't know why.
He starts saying mommy chonies while pointing at my bosom meanwhile there are other people in other dressing rooms. I tell him to shush.
So I put on the first shirt which did not fit right or look good. Brandon looks at me and says "I don't like it."
I say me neither, so I take it off and on the next one...his same reply "Mom, I don't like it."
I think maybe he heard this somewhere and was repeating but didn't really know what it meant. I go along with it and say "You don't like it?" "No" Brandon repeats
I finally put on a black shirt that fits my awkward body right, Brandon looks up from playing with my cell phone and says "I like that one."
"Yeah, me too!" I reply. Guess he does know what he is talking about. Giving me his two cents.
He helps me choose 2 shirts and honestly tells momma what didn't look good on her.
I got to say that was one of the funniest, most cutest moments I have in memory.
My 2 year old son giving me (honest) fashion advice.
GENIUS!
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