Grant-isms

I haven't posted in a while, because aside from being back in the swing of things again with school, not much has really been going on in the Petroelje household. I swear, though, there are times when what comes out of Grant's mouth makes me believe my two year old is going on twenty Here are a few, as I call them, Grant-isms:

1 - We're going to run some errands on a Saturday morning. In the car, I tell Grant the different places we're planning to stop. We get to Bed, Bath, and Beyond, pull into a parking spot:
Me: Hey Grant. We're at Bed, Bath, and Beyond. Let's go in.
G: No mommy. I don't want to go Bed, Bath, and Beyond. I stay in car.
Me: No, mommy can't just leave you in the car. She'd get into trouble.
G: Yes, I stay in car. I don't want to go to Bed, Bath, and Beyond. You go. I wait here.
(I think he has his dad's shopping genes.)

2 - So, while he doesn't like B, B, and B - he does like another store down the road. He is obsessed with Meijer! He is constantly asking me to go there. I think he could be the poster child for that store.
G - Mommy, we gotta go Meijer!
Me - Why do we have to go to Meijer, Grant?
G - We gotta get groceries!
Me - What groceries do we have to get?
G - Cheese (this is the most probable response, although he has mentioned grapes and apples, too)
(I wonder why he likes this store so much, but yet I should probably realize that it's because it's a food lover's paradise!)

3 - Any time the kid farts - when prompted with "Grant, what do you say?" - he says "Bless me." We've tried numerous times to tell him he needs to say "Excuse me" but it just doesn't click. (sneezing, farting - same diff) We were at a football game the other night and he farted and yelled out "I farted!" Great. The family in front of us turned around and laughed at him. Argghhh!!

4 - Same football game. Grant was sitting on Eric's lap watching. He looked over to the end zone, pointed at the goal post and yelled, "look mom - it's the letter U!"

5 - The other day he came up to me while I was in the kitchen because he wanted to go "bye bye."
G - Mommy, we gotta go bye bye
Me - Oh, where are we going to go?
G - Pennsylvania
Me - Why do we have to go to Pennsylvania?
G - To see Kathi and Uncle Chad! PENN STATE!!

6 - I'm not sure if it's all kids, or just mine, but Grant likes to sit on the toilet for extended periods of time when he's got to go poop. When we first started potty training him, we would read him the Children's Bible while he was doing his business (no knock against God here - we're not trying to make G think that God is poop!), he just LOVED hearing Bible stories. While Eric and I were both thrilled he was so excited to read Bible, the unintended consequences were that he would wake up at the crack of dawn, come into our bedroom, and tell us he had to poop, just so he could listen to a Bible story. How do you tell a kid no to that??? Anyway, the other day when we were sitting there for another poop marathon, I asked him if he was done. He looked at me very seriously and said "Mom, I'm not done. I probably have to go more."

Oh yes, the ever-exciting, never know what they're going to say next (or how it might embarrass you) life with a two year old! You just got to love it!