All right, who gave me the NutriGrain bar?!? 

Happy Halloween

TRICK OR TREAT!!! (M&M's if you've got 'em!) 

Bitty Kitty has been quite the hit at the various Fall/Halloween festivals we attended over the weekend. Tonight he'll trick or treat at a few houses in our neighborhood... but only a few. As we've learned the hard way this weekend: Processed sugar + Bitty Man = LOOONG night for Mama and Daddy!

If Only...

My blog is worth $564.54.
How much is your blog worth?

Think we can receive this in small, unmarked bills?

Bitty gives new meaning to the phrase, 'I'm so tired I could fall asleep standing up.' 

Name That Quote

Bitty's newest achievement is memorizing lines from books and movies then repeating them at the oddest times. Which makes for a fun game for Mama and Daddy as we try and guess where he's learned the latest little gem.

On the way to Mass this morning: (Hint, it's from a book.) "Don't ever, EVER dig holes under this fence!"

At dinner last night: "I never thought I'd see the day when an ant put himself ahead of the colony."

And when it's not lines from a movie or a book, he's repeating what he's learned from his relatives:
"Grandpa says, 'Righty-tighty, lefty-loosey!'"
"Aunt Mary says, 'Uh-oh, SpaghettiOs!'"

So watch what you say around Bitty. It may be repeated time and time again. (As Mama learned the hard way when she dropped a glass bottle of salad dressing on her foot -- her broken while dancing thus ending her dancing career arthritic left foot -- thankfully it was only the 'bad darn-it' word and not something much worse!)

As Bitty would say, "Mama, Daddy and Bitty... that's our family!" 

Bitty trying not to get spat upon by the camels at the Renaissance festival.

Out Of the Mouth of Bitty

Aunt Mary: "Bitty, can you tell me where water comes from?"
Bitty: (Without missing a beat) "The fridge."

All aboard! Bittyman and his Thomas the Trains. 

Mensa for Toddlers?

DISCLAIMER ~ The following entry is filled with Mommy bragging. If you have a problem with reading about how amazing my kid is, well, then get your own blog and brag away about your little genius.

My dear friend Kristen recently wrote in her Mommy Blog that it is just not mathematically possible for EVERY child to be a genius.

That being said, mine is. (And so are Kristen's two children. Seriously.)

This was a conversation Bitty and I had yesterday after shopping at the Wild Oats grocery store:

Bitty: (Spying some outdoor tables) "Mama, let's sit down and relax and eat our treat."
Mama: "Well, OK. Go pick out a table."
Bitty: (After a bite of his muffin and sip of his juice) "Mmm, that's good. So, Mama, did you have a nice day?"
Mama: (laughing) "Why yes, Bitty, I'm having a nice day. How about you?"
Bitty: "Yes, I'm having a good day. Maybe after our treat we can go to (name of city where Daddy works) and listen to the jazz band?"
Mama: Well, no, not today. We'll be going to see Daddy play later this week with your Aunt and Uncle.
Bitty: "I want to go play trumpet in the jazz band. When I get bigger go to work and I'll play trumpet."

After that I wasn't really listening because I was thinking to myself, 'what toddler has conversations like this?' Keep in mind, Bitty is only 28 months old. And he's been conversing like this for the past few months.

If he's not monologing about his career plans, then he's singing. Entire songs, in tune. Of course there is the obvious Wheels on the Bus and Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes. But that's so 6 months ago. Over the summer his repertoire expanded to include Hail to the Redskins (even the tricky middle part that most die-hard Skins fans mumble through), Celiene Dion's version of All By Myself (Mama is a big Celiene fan), and most of the Backyardigans greatest hits. And if that isn't musically masterful enough, Bitty will take a standard tune, say Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star and improvise his own song about whatever he's doing at that moment. I know professional singers who can't improvise lyrics on the spot.

I just want this all recorded for posterity so if Bitty brings home a 'C' grade in high school and tries to justify it by saying he isn't smart enough to get an 'A', I'll pull up this entry and remind him that he was a baby genius -- so he best get crackin on the books because I know he can do better!