December 17, 2015

Okay so I'm a little late. Holidays and all that--super busy. Whatevs. Here are some more funnies from the last week and a half from Winter.

-- Her dad goes to the bathroom. Winter stands outside the closed door and hears him "potty." She starts clapping (again, at the closed door) and says "Great job, dad. You potty real good!"

-- When she poops in her diaper (yes, she's still in diapers ... don't get me started) I always put the stinky diaper in one of those little poop bags to conceal the smell. Well, once it's closed nice and tight, Winter likes to take it to the garbage can (that's literally how amazing these bags are: as long as they're tightly closed up, you can put them in your kitchen trash with no issues. I buy mine at Dollar Tree and get like 75 bags for $1.00. I've used them since her birth).
So after changing a poopy diaper, I give her the bag and she takes it and heads to the trash. But she stops in the middle of the living room and says "Big stinky poop," and then starts dancing with the bag. Yes, you read that correctly--she was dancing with her bag of poop.

-- *In a very concerned tone* "Oh my gosh. Where is it? Binky?"

-- *When we got home from shopping, getting ready to get out of the car*
Winter: "I stuck in car."
Me: "You have to open the door." *Shows her how to pull the handle to open the car door; she pushes it open*
Winter: "Yay, I did it. I free."

-- *Separate occasion*
I unbuckle her seat belt.
Winter: "Oh thank you, I free!"

-- Earlier in the day she had smeared hand lotion on the bathroom sink's faucet. I had not yet cleaned it up when she goes in the bathroom a little later and sees the lotion on the faucet. She says, "Oh Winter ... why you do that, wotion? (lotion)"


Whenever she sees something "wrong" she says "Oh Winter..." because that's what I say when she makes a mess. She's a trip. She cracks me up. I love her to death.