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marcus' one-liners

the oh-so-quiet-one of a year ago has not stopped talking for two weeks. he's providing an ongoing commentary for everything from dialogue about going to the bathroom to spotting a race-car on the road. Needless to say, he's cracking us all up in the process. a few examples:

* last week, i'd made salmon with balsamic glaze, mashed potatoes and roasted asparagus, cauliflower & Brussels sprouts. once his hands were washed, Marcus raced to the table, climbed into his chair and smelled out the prospects. he quickly declared: "I thought you were making something delicious for me". wow, if the boy only knew how good he has it!

* in the last two days, he's gone from sleeping in the crib with a sippy-cup of milk at bedtime, to sleeping in a big-boy bed, and having water or nothing to drink. he's shed a few tears, but declared today, "I'm not a baby anymore, I'm a big-boy with my big bed and my monkey"

* "I don't want you to say that to me" shoulders slouched and bottom lip out, ANY time he's corrected.

*Upon my departure at pre-school dropoff he advised, "Don't cry Mommy, I'll be right here with my friends when you come back"

* Perhaps one needs to witness it in person to understand... but just imagine, little curly-haired rascal, chiming in when his older brother is corrected by parental unit. When Owen returned to the dinner table after his consequence for a not-so-fine moment of bashing the butternut squash risotto, Marcus blurts out, "You need to go back to your room Owie!"

* This morning, to my utter delight, Mar commented "You look just like a princess, Mommy". What a way to start a week, eh?


kel said…
Awwwwww! Too too cute! Yes, definitely a good way to start the week Princess Erin : )
JohnJohn said…
MarMar always has Monkey on his mind and his mind on his Monkey.
mama mia said…
I kinda figured he'd want the big boy bed after a little nap on that futon! No milky! I am impressed!
blissful_e said…
So cute! It's amazing how kids crack us up and melt our hearts!!
jcom said…
Love the princess line, Erin! What a charmer.

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