3yo pointing to my single, fairly intense “11” wrinkle between my eyebrows: “i have a stripe like that, too!”

3yo son of sailor-mouth mama and grandson of sicilian nonna out of nowhere on the way to school this morning: “oh my fucking god means oh madonna mia”

3yo watching the half time show: “we do that at school! oh, no we don’t that’s too tricky”

3yo after falling off his kitchen stool: “i was like an oatmeal. i was sitting there and i was like an oatmeal and then the oatmeal fell!” ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

3yo upon waking up at 6am on Feb 2: sings jingle bells at the top of his lungs

3yo at breakfast this morning after i told him we need to eat so we can be healthy and have a good life: “it’s a good time to have a bad life!”

3yo on the way on the way to meet friends for dinner:

“is it a donut restaurant?”

3yo on the way to school: “is that a ugly car? i love ugly cars!”

things my 3yo angelino says: “oh! the rain will help the fires! the rain is a good friend for the firemen”

i’ll just start telling you all things my 3yo says. today, while taking about why seaweed is called seaweed, he stated: “they take the seaweed from the sea, and they bring it at trader joe’s!” yes, kiddo, that’s basically the entire process!

so…here we are?