Purple (According to my 3 year old son)
For resisting a rest.
I ate sand.
3-year-old: NOTHING! Phew! she's already a woman
My 3-year-old asked as she woke me from a nap by poking me in the eye.
3-year-old: Woof woof. Me: Horses 3: Neigh. Me: Pigs 3: Sizzle sizzle. Somebody understands bacon.
Not yet," she replied
3-year-old: A cloud. Me: No, what do you imagine it could be 3-year-old: Rain.
3-year-old: We had to color inside the lines the WHOLE time. Me: 3-year-old: I need to lie down.
Cheeseburger (joke from my 3 year old neice this evening)
3-year-old: A cake. Wife: Where is it 3: You haven't made it yet.
His mom.
Mother's Day.
None, because they keep on asking why all of the other light bulbs in the house aren't being changed at the same time.
Tongue and groove.
AN APPLE!**
The sound of electricity triggers their PTSD.
Just a phew!
Deja phew!
I'm bacon!
Bacon and scrambled leggs.
Because it only ate vegetables.
Because she ate all the cookies and didn't know how to make a sandwich.
At whine o'clock.
Do they not know what a nap is
They don't have time.
Their shaky hands!
