Monday, September 26, 2011

Baby sister...

Oh man...I just realized I haven't even written a blog about this baby...good thing she'll be here in just a few weeks and then we'll have pictures. :)
The other day while we were driving, the boys were having this conversation:
Bailey (4): Lewis! Aren't you SO excited to have a baby sister?
Lewis (almost 3): NO! I not excited, Bailey.
Bailey: Oh c'mon Lewis! It will be so fun!
Lewis: NO, Bailey. It not gonna be fun.
Bailey is clearly the optimist in the family. Lewis? Now, he's more of a realist. And a little more intuitive. I think he's realized that having a baby sister is not really going to pan out for him. We're letting Bailey live in ignorance just a little longer... :)

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Full service

The other morning while getting ready to take Bailey to school, this conversation happened:

Mommy: Hey Bailey, can you go grab my shoes?
Bailey (4.5): Sure, Mommy!

Bailey (returns while carrying my shoes in a shopping bag): Here you go!
Mommy: Thanks, Buddy. That was really helpful.
Bailey (literally tipping his hat): Happy to be of service!

Friday, March 4, 2011

What's in a name?

Yesterday, Bailey had a new girl in his preschool class. When we walked in and he started to take his coat off and spotted her, he immediately gave her the once over, then the stink eye. She immediately stink eyed him back.

Bailey (4): What's your name?
New girl: ...
New girl's mom: Her name is Alison. Or you can also call her Ali.

New girl gives the stink eye to Bailey, Bailey's mom and her own mom.

New girl: I don't have a name.
New girl's mom: Yes, you do.

Bailey (obviously since she had no name, she wouldn't understand his name either): My name is BAI-LEY.

Bailey's mom to new girl's mom: Don't worry, they'll get along just fine.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Who's there?

Bailey just told me his first "Knock Knock" joke. It went a little something like this:

Bailey (4): Knock, knock...who's there?

Mommy: Who's there?

Bailey: Me!

Mommy: Me, who?

Bailey: Bailey!

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Pot or kettle?

Last night Bailey was getting so exasperated with his little brother that he finally just exclaimed "LEWIS! You are the naughtiest little boy in the whole wide world!" At that moment, I couldn't have agreed more.

Good news and bad news...

Bailey to Mommy first thing in the morning: Well Mommy, I've got good news and bad news.

Mommy: What's the bad news?

Bailey: Weeeellll, it has to do with Ama going to jail.

Mommy: ...

Preschool time already?!

Well, Bailey had his first day of preschool last week (pictures to come)...he's in Mrs. Trouble's class (her name is actually Mrs. Strobel but hey, who's keeping track?). In anticipation of this event, I spent quite a bit of time contemplating how he would behave at school. Part of me suspected he would act just like he does at home (and probably get expelled during the first week) and part of me (a VERY small part) wondered if he would be a little more shy since it was people he didn't know, in a place he'd never been. Which do you think it was?

During the first visit, they have what's called a "gradual entry" where they have the parents stay and it's just for one hour and they do an abbreviated schedule of how the normal days would go. During the drive to preschool, Bailey says to me "Mommy, why do you have to stay? Can't you just drop me off?" Um, hello?! I thought I would have at least a few more years before he was trying to shake me off at the curb. I said "No. I'm staying." Within the first 5 minutes of school, he had zeroed in on a little boy named "Luke" (or "Wuke" if you can't say your "L" sound right). I think it's because he has a cousin named Luke but that's probably just a desperate mom grasping for straws. He walked up to this little boy and said "Hi Wuke! My name's Bailey Edward McGlothlan!" and then threw his arms around him and tried to give him a kiss...on the lips. Of course, little Wuke was horrified and while pleading with his eyes to his mom for help, he managed to extract himself from Bailey's clutches. But wait, there's more. During story time, Bailey kept inching closer and closer to Luke (I was trying not to intervene, just to let the teachers handle it)...suddenly with the "inside voice" he doesn't have, he goes "WUKE! CAN I SIT ON YOUR WAP?" What? No! There shall be NO lap sitting in preschool. I turned to Luke's mom and said "I'm just so sorry."

Of course, he was the only child in the class that couldn't sit still or be quiet for the 3 minutes they had circle time that day. When it came time to sing "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" he leapt to his feet and said "I WILL SING THAT ONE!" and proceeded to belt it out at the top of his lungs. Mind you, Bailey got the Andres gene for singing talent...the one where you're always out of tune and you have no all of the parents (including his) burst out laughing, which only made him sing louder and have a very big, dramatic finish.

Of course, he gets all that dramatic flair from his dad. :)