Desi Candor IV

You’re my biggest star ever – the biggest one!

Cheer up mom be happy – it was mistake everyone has mistakes!

My body has a broken heart.

Des came into the kitchen looking a bit shaken, “I heard growls.” I replied lightly, "Maybe it was my stomach”. He said, “No, it was me – it was me scaring myself.”

“Lets dig in guys, shall we?” Finally the morning arrived – I had made muffins for everyone.

Des has had a hard time transitioning into the big primary -- he misses nursery quite a bit. But finally today he announced out of the blue, “I love the primary!” Hooray! Thanks Annette!

When I went in to set Des free from his naptime, he asked me directly, “Do we speak Spanish or English?”

Eating peanut butter sandwiches at home the other day I overheard Des say, “I love my lunch bunch sandwiches” Eating peanut butter nearly exclusively at lunch bunch has caused him to rename the PBJ!

Yeah! She’s walking! My walking sister!

You need to get off the couch – you need to move. I smell you feet you need to move away. (This was said to me. Gurrrr…)

Des got into some bows and things we had for gift wrapping and began to tie a yellow ribbon around his neck. When he finished, he said, “This pretty is a guy”.

In talking about Vanessa’s engagement Desi processed the conversation thus: When I grow up to be a girl, I’ll get married?” I told him that he’d actually grow up to be a guy. “Oh, when I grow up to be a guy, I can get married to my friend? What about Lexi, she’s a girl. And when I’m a big man she’ll be a woman!”

It was a cold day and I bundled Des up in multiple layers. We were delayed for a minute and he started to get very uncomfortable; tugging and generally whining he finally let out a cry, “my elbow is hot!”

Here’s some more juice if you have the time

I want to eat the captain cereal – it’s my life long dream!

My arm is cold and spicy.

After spending 20minutes making a soup with all manner of non-traditional items Des finally tastes it,
“that’s yucky I made – what yucky soup!”

After making a makeshift barn Des begins to coax Zoe, “Here’s a barn, go in there cow!”

Ayden is a treat! Ayden is a treat! Ayden is a treat! Ayden is a treat to eat! (A budding flesh-eating poet)

One unfortunate afternoon DesJones was a bit too loud and woke Zoe a bit too early from her nap. I was displeased. Des sweetly began to persuade me thus, “It’s alright mom – be happy! Cheer up! It’s alright!” He repeated this a number of times, in many variations and finally after getting no response from me said, “Say it’s alright mom, say it’s ok to Desi. It’s just an accident!”

While shopping in the grocery store, Des announced from behind me, “It’s a smiley face!” I turn around to look and I see him smiling widely and walking with a happy bounce to his step. He *is* a smiley face! Love that face of his!

Look mom my milk has lip on it. (He had a milk mustache)

Mom, I found a cow! This is amazing, I found a cow (hugging cow) cow-ever!

I’m gonna brush my teeth by myself, but first I’m gonna fire you. (my services are no longer needed)