Not My Fault

Tyke is getting too smart for his young age!  He is very quick witted and a bit of a sassy bum.  Lately his favorite phrases are: "I had it first!" and "It's not my fault!"  Also, his new favorite word is "actually" and I really love how he says it.  He's a cutie!

Last night before bed time I asked him and Luke to clean their room.  They make the biggest messes but have a good time and are usually really good to clean up after themselves.  Last night their bedroom floor was covered in books.  I asked Tyke to put them all back on the bookshelf and he did, or so I thought.  When I went to put Luke to bed I noticed that all of the books were still scattered on the floor.  I hollered at Tyke (he was in the kitchen), "Tyke! I thought I asked you to clean up these books?!"  And he replied by hollering back, "I did! They tipped over by dem selves!"  How do you not laugh at something like that?

This morning while getting ready for work Tyke informed me that he wanted waffles for breakfast.  He loves Eggo waffles!  By the time he had put his request in we didn't have time to cook any so we just grabbed a package of them to take to Grandma Cheryl's house.  Tyke insisted on holding them on the drive out to Grandma's house.  As we were getting off of the freeway and I was coming to a stop I heard Tyke lose his grip on the waffles and they fell to the floor.  I asked him, "Uh oh, did you drop your waffles Tyke?"  And he replied, "It's no my fault, you did it! You a bad driver!"  He's three people!!!