From the mouth of Miles

This week's "From the Mouth of Miles" is making me all weepy. As I went to post this, he left the kitchen saying, "Mommy, when I'm a grown-up, I will drink coffee with you." Okay, but stop growing up so fast...

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After biting his lip, he cries and says through his tears, "I bit my wiiip." So I try to console him by saying, "Oh, Honey I'm sorry." There's a pause and he says, "Don't be sorry Mom, you didn't bite my lip."

He's doing a little dance in front of Asher, who sits on the floor smiling up at his big brother. Miles says, "I'm just showing Asher my moves."


Miles and Daddy are looking out the window and Daddy says, "LOOK! The bird bath is frozen!"
To which Miles responds, "Yeah! Now birds can skate on it!"

He's running around all crazy, on a sugar high or something and yells out, "Ladies and Gentlemen! Hold on to your purses and squirts! (skirts)"

We picked up the exact Spiderman costume Miles preferred for Halloween this week. He has pretty much been wearing it ever since.

We got home and put the costume on and he went to look in the mirror. He came back with a seriously shy look on his face and said, "I'm so proud of myself."

"I'm proud of you too, sweetie."



Now everything is said in third person.
He falls and he says, "Spiderman is fine."
He runs in the room and says, "Spiderman will save you."
It is all very serious.

I looked over at him the other night and he was doing this.

I asked if he was stretching, thinking he wouldn't even know what I was talking about. He said, "Yes, Spiderman needs to stretch. You have to stretch so you can protect people and fly."



(Obviously.)

And last but not least, he turns to me and says, "I was just telling my butt not to toot at you."

Gee, thanks.