Just a few bits of Marco’s ongoing comedy routine…
Marco: Mommy, I’m tired.
Me: Me too.
Marco: Oh no. Mommy, you’re five tireds!
Marco slipped on his step stool after brushing his teeth, and smacked his little bum on the edge. He started wailing and with tears streaming down his face, yelled: I NEED A NEW BUM! MOMMY!
Me: Marco, you don’t need a new bum! It’s okay.
Marco: I need a band-aid on my bum!
Marco: You my fwend?
Me: Yes, I am your friend.
Marco: Daddy my fwend, too?
Me: Yes, Daddy is your friend too.
Marco: WE ALL FWENDS!! MOMMY, DADDY, AND MARCO!
After finding Marco in bed with two cars and a train whistle:
Me: Marco, I told you no books and no toys in bed!
Marco: Mama! I no has no books!
Tim tried to put him in bed at 7:55pm. Marco looked at the clock.
Tim: Marco, it’s bedtime.
Marco: No. Not like this! (he stood with his arms at the 8 and 12)
Marco: Mommy, you silly.
Me: Why am I silly?
Marco: You kiss Daddy! You silly.
One of our favorite radio stations is 89.9 KDFC, a classical station. We listen to it every morning on the way to school. One morning, we heard one of my favorite pieces, ‘Night on Bald Mountain’
Marco: Wow. That song is crazy.
Marco, Tim and I were getting ready in the morning. He started staring very intently at my wedding/engagement rings.
Marco: What that?
Me: My wedding ring. It means that I am married to Daddy.
Tim: Yep, mommy and daddy are married. I have one too.
Marco: Me too! I’m married too.
Tim: Who are you married to?
Marco: I married to Mama!
Me: You can’t marry mama.
Marco: Otay. I marry teacher Lizzie.
Me: She’s a little too old for you.
Marco: Umm…I marry Judah. (his best friend)
Marco came into the living room after he was tucked in for the night.
Marco: There monsters in my room.
Me: What do we say to monsters?
Marco runs down the hall to his room.
Marco: GO AWAY, MONSTERS! NO SLEEPING IN MY ROOM!
Then he slammed his door.