When Brian is home with Bryson I usually get several calls a day from the both of them. I crack up because Bryson will run around the house with the phone while Brian is chasing him trying to get it back. So, yesterday morning Brian was off and I receive a call from Bryson yelling "yuck mommy, Ma poop." Brian is cracking up in the background, and then he grabs the phone to tell me the dog had pooped and Bryson was running to his room and did not see it and ran right over it. He had it all over his feet and was so grossed out! It was so funny to listen to him because he was so mad at the dog! He kept running after the dog pointing and yelling "no, no Ma Ma, bad dog."
Then, yesterday afternoon I get a call from Brian's mom's cell phone. It was Brian. I asked him why he was calling from his mom's phone and he then tells me he went outside to let the dog out, and Bryson locked him out of the house. Apparently, Bryson shut the door behind him and turned the lock. The funniest part is Bryson starts bawling, and Brian tells him to unlock the door. Bryson says, "you need tey (key) daddy. Otay, daddy I det tey." He runs over to the table and can not reach the keys, which would not help any way, but it was a nice thought. He then runs back to the door and says, "tan't reach tey daddy, daddy open door." After fifteen minutes of this Brian's mom just happened to show up at the house (divine intervention)! She can't find her key to our house, so she tries to get Bryson to unlock the door. Well, my little man was a little busy watching Madagascar, and he runs to the door and starts dancing and singing "like to move it, move it grammy." She finally found her key and Brian had to crawl through an entertainment center in the garage to get to the door to unlock it. Bryson heard him come in and he says "you unlock door daddy, yeah!" I was laughing so hard I had to shut my door at work.
So, after they get the door unlocked they all went outside to work in the flowerbed. Bryson loves to sit on this huge rock in the flowerbed and look at the fish (Brian put a coy pond in our flowerbed - it is actual pretty cool). Brian turned around to say something to Bryson and he could not see him, and then he hears him yell "help daddy, I fall." He had slipped of the rock backwards and was just laying on his back in the flowerbed. He has a big boo boo on his back from the fall.
My desperate househubby!

Here is the little sly boy himself!

I didn't do it!

They had a pretty eventful day! I am glad my weekends with little man are a little more relaxing than that (riiight)!

2 comments:
OMG!!! that is hillarious!!! I love that little man...he is so cute and funny!!!!
He is way too old for his age!! How funny! I bet Brian was rolling !!!
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