Sour Pepper

At uncle John's 2 Saturdays ago, Matthew told me he didn't like pepper, because it was sour. Now, at this point, we've been telling him for at least a few months that when he gets older, his Chooches will start to taste funny. We thought it would be the best way so get those away from him at night(the only time he uses them now).

Fast forward to 2 nights ago, and Mommy sprinkled his chooch with some pepper, thinking he'd pop it Innis mouth and then pull it out right away, and we could take it from him. Unfortunately, it didn't even faze him. We even asked if his chooch tasted funny yet, because he was getting to be such a big boy it might soon, and he said "no" it tasted fine.

Drat! Foiled again!

MTTHE

Mommy was trying to convince Matthew to write his name on his menu at Turtle Jacks on Saturday, but he really wanted one of us to write it. He eventually turned the paper to me and said "Daddy, can you write Matthew? You have to write M T T H E." We got him to tell us the other letters eventually with a bit of help, but considering he only just started learning to write his name at school a week ago, I'm very impressed!

Appreciation

About a week ago out of the blue Matthew told me "I appreciate that daddy, but. Think we should do something else instead." He started using it shortly before that Laurie told me. I'm not sure exactly where he got it from, but it's absolutely adorable to hear a 3 1/2 year old use it in the right (and semi-right) context.

Wii Sports Resort

Matthew was playing Wii Sports Resort with mommy tonight, and it was a game where you have to slice objects with a sword. They throw candles, sushi, diamonds, and other objects at your Mii to slice and dice. Matthew got so excited, he started yelling things out and jumping up and down while chopping things, and when they threw the egg at him, he cried out "scrambled eggs!". What a clever comment!

Puffs For Jessica

A few weeks ago I was at home with Matthew and Jessica, and she was fussing when I got her out of bed. Matthew took off downstairs, and I had no idea why, and scrambled to chase him. By the time I got half way down the stairs, he was coming up from the bottom with a jar of Jessica's puffs in his hand.

"Here daddy, I got her puffs so she won't cry."

He had dug them out of the cupboard for her.