Why So Serious?

Chasing Pavement

While trying to navigate the parking lot at Wal-mart , I got audibly frustrated with the other drivers (without the expletives , I promise).

Paxton: What's wrong Mommy?

Mommy: I'm dealing with bad drivers, honey.

Paxton: Why are they bad drivers...cuz they're in your way?

So close to being 100% potty-trained I can almost TASTE it!

Paxton hit the bathroom four times today on his own. "I'm going potty!"

"I'll alert the media!"

Sometime after potty visit 3 or 4, it was Daddy's turn to use the potty. There was a puddle -- a big one -- on the ground next to the toilet.

"Paxton!!!"

I brought Paxton into the bathroom to rub his nose in the puddle. Then, remembering that dogs don't stand on 2 legs and wear T-Shirts that say "Babe Magnet" I decided to try the Appeal-to-Reason approach.

"Paxton, did you have an accident?"

"No."

"Did you make that puddle?"

"No."

"What is it, then?"

"It's water."

"Where did that water come from?"

"My Pinga."

For owning up to his mistake like a man, I gave him a candy bar.

-Joshua

It's good on fries...

Grandad: *cough*

Paxton: Why are you coughing?

Grandad: I have a catch in my throat.

Paxton: Why do you have ketchup in your throat?

Truth-Telling

Paxton: I'm tired.

Mommy: I'm tired too.

Paxton: I'm tired of running around.

Mommy: I'm tired of running around too.

Paxton: No, you're tired of catching me.

On the Paparazzi

Mommy: Tomorrow's picture day Paxton. Are you excited?

Paxton: Yes.

Mommy: Are you going to smile like a good boy?

Paxton: Yeah.

Mommy: Is Benjamin going to smile?

Paxton: No. He can't because he doesn't have a lot of teeth.

Bittersweet

During Gram's funeral, Paxton sat very quietly until he whispered:

Why is no one clapping?