I Can’t See You/Me!

The Mother of the Gremlin recently dared to venture into the dreaded Lair of the Children. Upon breaching the domain, the Gremlin lept to protect his territory, while the Pickle scrambled for cover to hide himself.

And by ‘scrambled for cover to hide himself’ I mean: stood still and clapped his hands over his eyes. The MOTG gave up trying to pick her way through the minefield of Legos strategically placed at just the right angle so as to inflict the maximum amount of pain possible, and asked the Gremlin what he wanted to eat. The Pickle stood as still as possible, hands covering his eyes.

As the MOTG departed, she heard the Pickle peep out from behind his arms, “whew! I guess she didn’t see me!”

That Thing Daddies and Muties Like

“Okay Pickle what do you want for your treat?”

“I want the things that munties and daddies like!”

“You want what? Something that daddies and monkeys like?”

“Yeah! That thing that makes monkeys and daddies buddies!”

“I don’t know what those are.”

“You know, Momma! You know! Munty buddies!”

“Are you talking about ‘muddy buddies’?

“Of course Momma! And I want dem now.”

Overheard the Pickle Saying…

“Come on! Just come out, I am sitting here waiting for you! If you don’t come out of there, I will put you in time out! Come on, I have been here FOREVER! Just-! Ah, good job!”

I poked my head into his room as I didn’t think he had any friends over, but couldn’t see him. I was still standing there confused when he walked out of the bathroom

“Daddy! I poo’d!”

Physically Impossible To Be Quiet

So a few days ago I was trying to finish up a project I was working on, and foolishly shushed the Pickle. He stopped and did a slow turn to make eye contact.

“I don’t have a quiet switch,” and turned back around to continue banging rocks against the table chest he was sitting at. But just a second laterĀ  came the punishment: he moved into the pooping position and relaxed. For a good 30 seconds there was only the muted sound of a toddler tooting. Feeling much more relieved he did a slow turn again to look at me before talking.

“See, daddy?”