story

so there's this story that Connor keeps telling over and over and over and over again. it goes like this:

"One time i hold my flower and my flower flied out of my hand and it make some flowers."

loves his mommy

yesterday, i was reading on the couch and asked Connor to come give me a kiss. He was playing so he tells me"No, not right now." So Matt comes over and gives me a kiss and tells me that he loves me. Connor got all mad and hit Matt in the leg, saying "You don't do that" (angry face and all) and then, with a 180 degree attitude change, he leans over and gives me a kiss and says oh so sweetly, "i love you mommy."

imagination puppy

the other night Matt was reading with Connor before bedtime. When they came to a picture of a dalmatian, Matt asked Connor "What kind of dog is this?" Connor replied, "that's an imagination puppy."

when showed a picture of a turkey, Connor said "that's a turkey. we eat turkey. we cut it up into turkey and give it to grandma."