from donovan and from mommy

last week we went to a carnival. wow. i admit, it took me a while to catch on to things. i was a little afraid at first, but then i really got into it. i rode on a train, which i loved, and i rode on a truck ride which i loved. i went on a different ride with my mom and neither of us liked it. then i played a ducky game and won a prize. a whistle!!!!!!!!! i play it so well, too. then it got dark and the lights came on in the carnival and it was really cool. the lady on the truck ride said she had a god-son who had my name and had blonde hair so let's just say, without giving away too much information, that i didn't have to get off every time the ride stopped. i think you get the idea. don't tell anyone. i still have my whistle. and i ate fried dough, which was very yummy. that's it.



dear donovan,

i am glad you liked the carnival. we had fun taking you. you know i love you, right? i don't wnat to embarass you or make you feel bad, but there is something i have to put here. maybe a few things. hopefully it won't prevent you from getting a job someday, but well, i just can't keep it to myself anymore.

dear everyone,

donovan has recently discovered the fun that is his.....well....last night in the bath, he was playing with his, um, you know....stuff. then he pulled on his widdle testicles and said "does my penis have wings?"

while admiring a ninja motorcycle in a resturant parking lot: "you know what? actually motorcycles DO have pedals"

while stabbing me with a key: "i am a nurse. i am giving you a shot"

there ya have it

overheard....(by mom)

"forty years ago, when i was in califonia....i was in mommy's tummy and i got borned"

"my big ol' penis gots pee pee coming out of it"

(after singing a new song..a very surprised look on his face) "OH! idon't know anything about that song!"

(both donovan and daddy had been sick recently) "i am a doctor. i bang on the door and i say 'hello!' and i say 'come in' and i have a tithusoap (aka stethoscope) and i make you feel better"

mommy is a nurse. nurses give people shots.

donovan has also entered The Question Asking Phase, which i understand will last a loooong time. often he asks questions he knows the answers to "is this train blue?" "does this helicopter have a propeller?" but often, he really wants to know the answer. and so do i.

what do dolphins and fish drink? can dolphins and fish walk? what do i do if _______ bites me at school?

this from a child who will be 2 1/2 tomorrow (also our 2 year anniversary living in nc)

ab thick

i have 2 ear infections and strep throat. whaddya think of that?

some pictures

these aren't the most recent pictures. i guess i must not be as cute as i used to be because the Big People don't take as many pictures as they used to when i was a young'n. thank god for auntie karen. and a good shave.

quotable quotes volume one

recently heard by others, spoken by me (not quite 2 1/2)

tigger has a tail. daddy doesn't have a tail. mommy doesn't have a tail. donovan doesn't have a tail. people don't have tails. people have butts.


i don't have a life of my own.


if lightening hits a tree, then there will be fire.

when i eat food it goes in my belly and i can't see it.

the sun doesn't turn around the earth. the earth turns around the sun. what's the earth?


obviously this dinner is yummy.

mommy mommy mommy mommy, pinching her lips. mommy mommy mommy. stop talking.

(mommy:) "donovan, guess what!" donovan turns to mother with a bored, knowing look, "you love me a lot" yeah, ma. i've heard that one before.

lately, after a time out or similar punishment for naughtly behavior, it is i rather than the parents who is the first to say "i still love you, no matter what"

good times

just thought of a couple things real quick. mom and dad have decided that everything they want me to do i have to choose between "the easy way" and "the hard way". like, with brushing my teeth. they say i can choose the easy way or the hard way. sometimes i choose the hard way, just for shits and giggles. but i tell them ahead if time "hard way" so they know. i like to keep them on their toes.

also. this is what i want to know. what happens when the parents get to three? you know, "you better get in that car seat before i count to three! ONE! TWO!! " all i know is that they have made it abundantly clear that i should never let them get to three.

being 2 is freakin AWESOME.

green lites and boobies

i have really not been keeping up with this blog, have it? you know what my parents did? i haven't decided if i like it or not, but apparently, that doesn't really matter. they took the regular light bulb out of one of my lamps and put in a green bulb. then they plugged it into something they call a "timer." then they told me i had to stay in my room until the green light goes on, because, you know, green light means go. i like to get up early, go into mommy and daddy's room, turn on their light--one of my newer talents-- and tell them "okay let's go! time to get up" i do wake up before my whole room turns green, but now i have to wait in my room for it. yeah, we'll see. it's working out pretty well for all of us so far.

i can count to 15, with the addition of "eleventeen"

i am getting better at going peepee in the potty, but i still only sit on the potty at night before my bath.

mommy is trying very hard to get me to stop playing with her boobies, but come on man, they were mine for so long, i don't know why she thinks she can suddenly just take them back. she tells me to play with my own boobies, but not only is that not really fun; it's also kind of creepy.