Quinn's Drama Rama

This week has been a joyous experience, little dude has some kind of sinus infection and has been a total drama queen. He has had a super low grade fever on and off all week and just sporadically irrational. I will admit that I kind of enjoy when he's sick for one purely selfish reason, he lets me hold him like a baby. So no joke I've been eating up the snuggles like crazy! But no one cares that I'm becoming the Smother from the Goldberg's, let's get to the crazy irrational child-

Leaving Meijers: They have those stupid gum ball machines with toys in them at the exit. Why do these things exist?!? They are like some kind of mommy trap from hell, whoever made these things is a sadistic asshole. When I'm in these situations I always feel like there is a camera watching just waiting to watch the melt down and bad parenting. You can fill in the blanks as to how this scene played out, the good stuff happened in the car:

Quinn- most dramatic voice possible "I HATE YOU!! You ruined my life!!

Me- "Good I must be doing something right" 

(Thanks, mom for the awesome comeback. Always knew this would come in handy someday, but wish it could have waited till he was a teen)

During my much beloved sick kid snuggle time I noticed his fever was going up.

Me- "Quinn how are you feeling a little sick or bad sick?

Quinn- Most dramatic voice " I'M DYING!!!!!!!"

Clearly not on the verge of death, go big or go home. My little hypochondriac in the making.

When this child doesn't feel well the ability to listen is completely lost. Honestly I don't even remember what he was doing that had me all flustered.

Me: "Child where have your listening ears gone?"

Quinn- "Canada"

Ok let's think about this, how did they get there, and how do I have them returned? How much will the postage be in this situation? All very serious questions that needed to be mulled over.

The crap that comes out of this kids mouth...

Decided that these post should be a weekly thing so be prepared to be inundated with some goofy kid antics.

Will went to check on Quinn during a suspiciously long poop:

Will- opens door mouth drops "what do you think your doing?!?" (Giant pile of green body wash in the middle of the rug)

Quinn: making a Ninja Turtle...

Clearly he has his priorities, primortal ooze and all.

Leaving the house for school

Me- "damd chipmunks ate my tulip bulbs"

Quinn- "must have been Theodore he eats a lot, him fat"

Yeah because we have singing rodents living in our front yard

Me getting ready for bed:

Me- put on my night shirt and slipped my bra off underneath

Quinn- MOM you took your boobs off!!!

How does one even reply to this?!?

From the mouths of babes

Sometimes these are just too good not to share.

Quinn jumping up and down non stop:

Jess-where do you get all of this energy?

Quinn- I eat too much

Quinn and his new friend 'Siri':

Quinn- Green power waner

Siri- I don't understand 

Quinn- (determined voice) Green power waner

Siri- that's an interesting question I don't understand

This went on for 10 freaking minutes!!!

Middle of the night sleep walking potty run:

On his way back to bed he missed the ladder and cracked his head on his loft bed.

Quinn- ahh Quintin that hurt (note: talks to self in third person while sleep walking)

He quickly scooted up ladder grabbed pillow and made a run for our bed post haste.

Bath time:

Dad- knock it off, you know better stop splashing

Quinn- keeps splashing

Dad- is there a reason your not listening?!?!

Quinn- it's the last time I'm going to be able to splash as a kid! (I hope you read that with a little kid whiny voice)

Evidently he thinks 4 is entering adulthood...