The Air Vent did it

last friday night, while Mommy was out playing with her friends, Daddy and G put a new air vent grate thing up in his room (forgive me for my lack of technical terms).

so a couple nights later, I walk into G's room before bed and it looks like a tornado went thru it. I ask him what happened and he tells me "Well, you see Mommy, my new air vent was blowing the air out and blew ALL my toys all over and knocked over all the toy bins."

Seriously? at age 3 he is coming up with this? The kid didn't even flinch! It just rolled right out!

I'm so screwed.

School, glorious school!!

2 weeks ago, the sun shined upon us and G went back to school. I could not wait, as it was a long, meltdown filled summer and I was ready for the teachers at his new school to whip his mouthy little butt into shape! The first week he stayed half days. The 2nd week, I kept him there full days, 9am-3pm. So i picked him up the first day and this was the conversation:

Me: Hi Baby, how was school? I missed you!

G: Well Mommy, I was at my new school, and I didn't miss you.

So sweet he is. This was the following days conversation:

Me: Hey Kiddo how was school today?

G: There were only 2 cookies in my lunch. Why did you only give me 2, tomorrow I want 3 cookies and bigger ones.

Oh yes, he is such a polite and appreciative 3 year old isn't he?