NoNo

I thought this was funny and needed to be documented. First, today I went to the post office to mail a birthday package to my niece, I explained why we were going to the post office and that they were going to ship the package to her.

When we got to the counter Liam looks at the guy and says, "Now are you gonna fly this package to Camie's house?" I couldn't help but laugh!

Second, when you ask Owen to say Liam he calls him NoNo? I don't know if that's how he hears it, or if that's what he hears me say the most to him, so I guess that his new nick name is NoNo.

I'm gonna call the police man...

The other morning I was rushing to get out the door. The kids were dressed, diaper bag packed, shoes on, and I thought "Hey I should put the sunblock on the kids now so I don't have to take it with me." I grab it spray down Liam's arms and legs, then tell him to close his eyes while I spray his face. (I don't normally do this, I usually spray it in my hands then rub it on his face so I can avoid getting it in their eyes, but I was in a hurry and thought it would be fine.) He closes his eyes and as soon as he hears the spray sound he opens them and looks straight at the spray.

enter SCREAMING HYSTERICAL FIT!!!! (For good reason. It hurts when you get sunblock in your eyes, and I imagine even worse when it's a direct shot.)

So I have to hold a wet cloth on it until the stinging stops. (I'm now late.)
Scramble to get the kids in the car, am driving down the street, the tears have stopped and it seems the incident has been all but forgotten when I hear Liam say: "Mom if you spray sunblock in my eyes again, I'm going to call the police man."

OUCH...

ME: "Buddy why are you going to call the police man?"

LIAM: "Well because you hurt me and he will give you a ticket, cause you did something bad."

ME: " I didn't do it on purpose. It was an accident. Mommy would NEVER hurt you on purpose. I love you and it makes me sad when you get hurt; or are sad. I would be sad if you called the police man."

LIAM: "Well, then I'll call him if you do it on purpose next time."

Agreed.

Executed perfectly!

The other day, out of nowhere Liam say's "Knock. Knock." To which Nate and I reply, "who's there looking at each other wondering where he's come up with a knock knock joke.
Liam: "Ivan."
Us: "Ivan who?" Seriously perplexed now..
Liam: "I-van working on the railroad all the live long day..."
Us: Seriously laughing. "Where'd you here that joke?"
Liam: "Super Why."
Me: "See you can't say Super Why isn't educational!"
Nate: "That's amazing! He told an entire joke from start to finish and even got the punch line right."
Liam: "Knock. Knock."
Us: "Who's there?"
Liam: "Ivan."
Nate: "Liam it's not as funny to tell the same joke more than once..."

It looks like we've got ourselves another joke teller. His Papa Liddell will be so proud! Even if they are cheesy and lame like most my Dad's (Just kidding Dad. I love you!)

Going Green...I guess

So when I was driving Liam to the hospital last week, I was telling how fun it was going to be and that he was going to get to have a sleepover at the hospital with Dad to which he replies "OK Mom, but when we brush my teeth, I'm not going to use any water."
Me: "Why?"
Liam: "Because, that's being resourceful!"
Me: "Uh, where did you hear that word from?"
Liam: "Super Why"
Me: "well maybe we'll just use a little water. That's still being resourceful."

I'm Super Cool!

Which is what he said when he came out wearing this...



I love how he utilized his shorts as a tool belt! Ingenious I tell ya!

You get what you ask for...

Tonight for dinner I cooked some fresh out of our friends garden Broccoli. It was perfect! Our rule at the Poulson house is you have to have ONE bite of dinner...

Liam knows this rule and has reluctantly over the last year choked down a countless number of different things. He is so obedient. He almost always gags, and then with tears running down his face says, "I did it!"

Tonight was a little different. I put the Broccoli on the table and he said, I don't want any trees for dinner.

To which I countered, "But how do you know you don't like trees if you've never tried them?"

He didn't say anything and finished ALL but the broccoli and I said come on each this tree in a silly voice and making it walk like a little tree person..."Mmmm Liam don't I look good?..."

He took the bite swallowed (Gagging all the while) then a few minutes later up it all came. And it wasn't only the broccoli.

I needed up getting to do a load of wash and telling my self, you have to give him credit. He said he didn't like it, ate then showed me how much he really didn't like it...

I think next time I will let him pass on that bite!

Mama can you find me a Rainbow?

It's been raining here A LOT, the last couple of weeks and we've seen a few rainbows as the result.

While we were driving home yesterday, Liam said "Mama lets go find a rainbow, oh and a unicorn too."

Ehhhh???? "Buddy, rainbows only come out after it rains and it's not been raining today so i can't find us a rainbow. I'm sorry. But we'll try next time it rains..."

Liam: "Oh, then can we get a Unicorn instead?"

Me: "Probably not."

Liam : "Why?, I'd really like one."

Me: "Well because, Unicorns don't really exist they are mythical creatures and they don't live on the earth."

Liam: "Darn, then how did Samantha get one?"

Me: Stumped....

Kristen can you answer this for me? LOL!

"Mama you're a good tissue"

Which is what Liam said as I was holding his hand crossing the street and felt him sliding his nose up and down my arm.

"Thanks I said, I get that a lot." then I shuddered and thought I wonder if that is a real job somewhere? I have really soft skin that I'm sure wouldn't chafe, but then again if anyone else tried to wipe their nose on my arm, I think my response would have been much different!

Do you hate to clean the shower???

Jesus wants me happy!

So Liam may have had one of his more outrageous tantrums today while we were in Kmart. I had to grab a few things and of course that meant a meander through the toy section. He found a toy on clearance for $2 that one of his other friends has and asked if he could get it as a "surprise." (How do you say no to that?) So I say sure if you are my big helper while we are here.

Things are going great he's staying by me, not touching everything he walks by, then he sees something else he has to have (this is not on clearance, so there is no way.)I tell he already chose a "surprise" and that maybe he can get the other one another day???

To which he screams at me, hits me and says YES he can. (Wait, what? who is this devil child?) I tell him NO again and then let him know that he is no longer being a good helper and will no longer be getting either toy.

Now he is screaming "sorry Mama, I'm so sorry Mama. Don't me mad. I'm not a naughty boy. I'm a good helper." I tell him thank you for saying sorry, but you still aren't getting that toy today. That is the consequence for acting so naughty.

He then proceeds to sob and say, " But Jesus wants me to have that toy, he wants me to be happy!" (Insert my horribly covered up snicker and all the other ladies standing in line behind us at the check out.) I tell him yes Jesus wants him to be happy, but he also wants you to obey your Mommy and not cry or hit her when you don't get your way.

He thinks about this for a minute and still comes to the conclusion that Jesus wants him to get this toy and that I am the only thing standing in the way of his happiness.

I almost caved because I was laughing so hard, and who comes up with an answer like that?
But needless to say, I stood my ground and he didn't get his toy, but I got a good laugh.

Liam and his singing!

Where's his reindeer???

I took the boys out today for a "quick trip" to Michael's and Joann's to get a few crafting supplies. As we were walking out "Santa" in street clothes drives past us and parks next to us. As I'm buckling Owen in, Santa gets out of his van and walks past Liam; who stops him and says, "where are your weindeer?"

I flash a look at Santa, not certain what he will say, to which he looks at Liam and reply's: "they're back at home taking a nap so they're ready for their big day."

THANK YOU SANTA in street clothes, and (Ms. Claus who also passed!)

To which Liam says "Oh!" Santa drives a car too?
Me: "Sure he does, there's no where to park reindeer at the mall."

Satisfied...

Disclaimer: This is not the guy we saw, but he was Merry like this guy.

3 going on 30

Seriously Liam just keeps the laughs coming.
Tonight I was helping him change into his P.J's and when I was pulling his shorts off, he says. "No peeking Mama."
I wanted to say, "Kid, trust me I've seen you naked more times in the last three years than you even want to know about."
Instead I just laughed. Who wouldn't???
The real question I have is where did he learn that from?

Liam Laughs

So here are the latest Liam laughs to date.
One of my really good friends out here is having a baby soon and so we threw her a shower not too long ago.
I made a diaper cake and when I was making it, Liam really wanted to help and or not help by taking off all the decorations.
I kept telling him it was for Molly's baby shower and that he couldn't touch it.
Then when I was leaving with the cake and other supplies, I told him that I was going to Molly's baby shower and then I'd be back later.
A few days ago we went on a walk and at the end he really needed to go potty. Molly's house was closer so we went there.
He walked inside and saw the Baby nursery with the diaper cake on display then walked into the bathroom.
All a sudden I hear him yell, "Yook Mama I come to Ollie's baby shower too!" (And he was pointing to the shower in the bathroom.)

Second
Nate and I were having a heated discussion in the car the other night. I was being a "little" animated and all a sudden Liam says, "MAMA. Please don't talk to Dada, it hurts my ears."
We just laughed and laughed.
Third, Liam loves to finger paint. SO I got him out the paints and we were painting while Owen napped. I walk in to find him laughing cause he decided to paint with his nose.
I love how the mind of a three year old works.

Give 'em here Mama...

So my favorite Liam tale as of late are from church the last two weeks. Week before last, we got there late (when I say late, I mean 5 minutes early, but you have to be there 15 min. before the meeting starts if you want a bench towards the back, 10 for the middle, and you guessed it, 5 for the front.)
We were on the second row and Owen was getting all fussy cause he needed to eat. They were just getting ready to start the sacrament and so I decided to try and nurse Owen right there. I had my nursing cover and figured it was better that, than getting up and walking all the way back and across to the doors to get to the mother's lounge.
Owen did not want to cooperate (he no longer likes it when I nurse him with the cover on, he wants to be able to see what's going on around him.)
I got myself back together and placed the cover on the bench next to me. A few minutes later Owen is fussing again and all of a sudden I look over and Liam has put on the cover, pulled up half his shirt and has his arms out to me and say's "here mama, hand em to me."
Nate and I both bust up laughing and are trying to control ourselves since it's completely quiet with people who are trying to take the sacrament in peace and meditation.
Then this week I decided to bear my testimony since it hadn't been done in over a year. I walked up to the stand just as 3 other people did and I was last, so I sat down in one of the chairs to wait my turn. (we were once again on the second row, but this time front and center.)
Liam wanted to come up there with me but Nate told him no. Liam stands up and slowly starts inching his way up towards me. He has his arms folded. Thinking maybe no one will notice the kid with the bright white hair that almost glows gliding up to the stand??
He gets almost to the stairs when it's my turn, Nate stands up to grab him and he starts to scream, "MAMA MAAMAAA MAAAAMAAAAAAAA..." A friend takes Owen so Nate can take Liam outside to calm down.
See why I don't do this very often???

The Stinky Forest

SO there is a road by us that I take only if I have to because it is next to the sewer plant and it smells so bad! I start to hold my breath and try to hold it until I pass the plant. It's that bad.
So yesterday we had to go on that road and it smelled especially "ripe" yesterday. So ripe that Liam started to cry. I told him to plug his nose. to which I got. "Yah thanks Mama thank you."
Once we'd cleared the smell he says to me, "Mama I don't like the Stinky forest."
It's a small street with trees that surround you on all sides and creates a canopy over the road. I guess that's where he got the forest part from.
On our way home he saw me turn down that road and immediately yells, "Mama plug you nose, it be better soon, don't cry Mama, I hurry."
The funny part is, there used to be a golf course next to that road. There wasn't a whole lot of people wanting to play so they closed it. I can't imagine why? Who wouldn't enjoy an afternoon of golf and the smell of a sewer plant as you breathe to take in the "Fresh outdoors?"

Liam Laughs

So Sunday was a funny Liam day. As are most days, but Sunday he really made me laugh.
To start:
At about 2 am, I hear the pitter patter of his little feet flying across the carpet from his room, to mine. Without saying anything, he jumps into our bed. Crawls in between us. Pulls Nate's arm around him and goes back to sleep.
I think we've started the "bad dreams" era. A few nights ago he was screaming in his sleep: "It's right there, no. Mama help."
I think he might have had a bad dream but instead of calling out for one of us to get in bed with him (which is what usually happens.) He must have decided to cut out the middleman and just hop in bed with us this time.
I took this a few nights ago at 2 am after I'd finished feeding Owen and went to check on my boys. Looks comfy huh.
Next:
He was sitting on the potty. Going "stinkies" and I asked if he needed me to wipe his bum.
Liam: No Mama (this usually means he's not finished yet.)
Me: OK let me know when you're done and I'll come help you.
Background noise 2 minutes later is him washing his hands. I stop what I'm doing to see if he needs my help and when I walk into the bathroom, he is standing on his step washing his hands with his pants down and a piece of toilet paper cascading down his back side. You can't blame him for not trying. I finish the wipe job, and he gives me a heartfelt. "thanks you mama. thanks!" (sorry no picture. There are some things a mom just doesn't have the heart to post.)
Then:
We got ready for church and we're heading out the door. I told Liam to put his shoes on, and when I got down to the bottom of the stairs, this is what I found.
Hey he did get them on the right feet. You gotta give him that.
Then:
we got to church and he had to go to the bathroom five times during the service and YEP he went all five times. I swear that kid pees more than a pregnant woman.
Then:
During sacrament Liam started to get a runny nose. BAD. and Owen followed suit and started his barking croup cough, so we decided to keep them away from anyone in case they were getting sick and it wasn't allergies. So when we walked in the opposite direction of nursery, he starts crying. "I want to play with the kids..." funny thing until a few weeks ago, he'd start to cry as soon as we started to sing the closing song cause he knew that meant it was time to go to nursery and he hated it???
Then:
We went on a walk later that night to get some fresh air and while on our walk saw some friends who are building a house by us and where there to see it's progress. They invited us in to see it as well. It's not close to being finished and won't be until August, but we still wanted to see it.
We went upstairs to look, and all the while Liam and their son are running around in toddler heaven because there is nothing they can break. Not so true.
So there was a hole in the floor where an air vent will go. Most of these had been covered with something but Liam found the one that hadn't and Nate had the intuition on this one. He is holding Owen and says, "Liam watch out. Jen grab him. Liam noooo."
All while I'm saying: "honey he's fine, he's not going to step in that he knows it's dangerous."
WRONG!!! Liam proceeds to step into the second story hole and falls, luckily he didn't slip all the way through an extra inch and he would have and really could have broken something.
I'll take the blame for this one! Here he is showing me his "hurt"
So now you see what it is like to be the parent of Liam. It's never dull. I'll tell you that much.

Potty Talk

So tonight I got Liam ready for bed and the last thing we do is go potty. I asked him if he needed to go and he said yes.
He sat down on the potty and sat and sat and sat.
Finally he looks up at me and says: "Oh no Mama. My pee pee's broken."
I laughed and laughed and then he laughed, but I don't think he knew why he was laughing.

Ee am

So I just have to add this little blurb.
Last week my girlfriend came to town. (That'll be a whole other post.) We went to church on Sunday and Liam had had a runny nose so to be safe we had him come to class with us.
They asked if there were any visitors and I introduced my friend.
Me: "This is my friend Bryn. She's visiting us from New Orleans."
Teacher: " We're happy to have you. Are there any other visitors?"
Liam: "Me. And I'm iam (Pronounced ee am)
I couldn't stop laughing. He doesn't miss a beat that kid!