My Favorite Miles Moments of Today

Miles is being particularly silly today, so I thought I'd list my favorite moments.

10:30am: (Miles is still asleep, but I need to run errands, so I go to get him up.)
Me: Miles. Wake up. You need to get dressed, so we can go to the post office.
Miles: Mehhh....
Me: Miles, wake up.
Miles: Mommy, Meeels (my son always speaks in 3rd person) sleepy. Turn the light
off.

10:37am: (Miles finally wakes up)
Miles: (panicky and accusatory) Mommy, Meeels padtoos (platypus) shirt. Take it off!
I happened to be wearing a Perry the Platypus t-shirt (love me some Phineas & Ferb)
Miles has a similar one and was convinced that I had stolen and was wearing his shirt.
Yes, Miles, mommy is wearing her 2 year old's clothing.

11:00am: Miles: (excitedly) Mommy, where you going? A dentist?
Me: No, we're going to the post office, then to Walmart.
Miles: No, mommy. A Walmart and a dentist.

approx. 11:15am: Miles eats the Valentine's chocolates in the cart at Walmart.

approx. 11:20am: Miles eats the Valentine's suckers in the cart at Walmart.

approx. 11:30am: Miles eats the sliced mushrooms in the cart at Walmart.

approx. 11:301/2am: Miles spits out the sliced mushrooms in the cart at Walmart.

2:30pm: Me: Oh, are you watching "Choo Choo Soul"?
Miles: No, mommy, it's "Choo Choo (with the second choo exphasized) Soul".

2:53 pm: Miles: (holding an empty bag of beef jerky--an economy size bag that had been mostly
full) Mommy, Meeels eated more meat.

2:56pm: Me: What do you want to do, Miles?
Miles: (tapping his lip with his index finger) Hmmm...... Poop!

3:05pm: Miles: Mommy, Meeels poopy.
Me: What? You're poopy again!? (I had just changed him about a half hour ago--I guess
he was serious about the poop thing)
Miles: I do. See. (throwing a poopy diaper at me)

4:00pm: Me: Hey, Miles, do something funny.
Miles: Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Me: That's just laughing. It's not very funny. Do something funny.
Miles: (much louder) Ha, ha, ha.

4:30pm: Me: Give me that book back. That's mommy's special book.
Miles: (waiving his hands in mockery) Oh, give it back. It's special booky.

5:30pm: Miles: (stealing money and running out of my bedroom) I have to buy Meeels canny.
Me: Oh, really? You have to buy candy, eh? And how much does it cost?
Miles: Chenty dollas.

6:04pm: Me: (catching Miles with a handful of assorted inhalers) Hey, what are you doing
with all those inhalers?
Miles: Mommy, I just wasting them.

You know, looking back on this list, it has come to my attention, that Miles isn't just silly but a huge stinker. Anyone want a slightly damaged 2 1/2 year old?