Grant-isms

G has been especially hilarious this week so I thought I'd post a few.

Tonight he was trying to stall bedtime by trying to convince me that he was starving.
G: But I need my growing food!
Me: You've already had dinner. Lay down and cover up.
G: (starting to fake sob) But if I don't have my growing food my heart will stop beep-beeping! (sobbing elevating) and if my heart stops beep-beeping then I will get dead!!! (Full on sobs) And I just don't wanna get dead! So you have to feed me!!!


After the Packer's first round playoff win last Sunday, Mike and I were kind of crazy shouting.
G: When I grow up and be, like, 10, I want to be a football guy so you guys will cheer like that for me!
(I think Mike might have cried a little.)


"Mom! I just made a big mess...Umm....can you say, 'That be fine, G'?"

Playing with the neighbor girls in the other room, I hear one of them start to cry. So G immediately shouts, "It wasn't me! I promise I didn't do it!"

All for now. :)