Spike Scott

The Gene Has Been Triggered

Posted on June 11th, 2010 by Spike.
Categories: 3 yrs, Uncategorized.

Which one?

The What Ever You Say, Adding The Words Poo or Bum Makes It The Funniest Thing – Ever! a locatable region of genomic sequence, corresponding to a unit of inheritance. I blame his father’s side of the family. My side is more about Falling Over Is Hilarious! (because it is). Needless to say, the overnight triggerable onslaught of the poo related answers to benign questions has struck this house, with full force.

Literally, an overnight thing. Monday morning he woke up and when asked what he’d like for breakfast, he considered his options carefully, looked up with those big green eyes and said matter-of-factly, “A poo sandwich, please.” Then dissolved into a pool of maniacal giggling. “Ah yes, a poo sandwich. Anything else to go with that?”
“You’ve got poo in your hair.” [insert more mania]

I was a…. what’s the opposite of proud?

So, we’ve been playing the “what’s for lunch? is it poo?!” game for a few weeks now. Until this conversation transpired.

Me: What do you want for lunch, Spike?
Spike: [careful consideration - it's all in the timing"] A poo sandwich! Bwahahahahaha!
M.: Ok, then!

Preparation of a braised steak sandwich, something he’s had before.

M: There you go buddy, a poo sandwich!
S: [long smileless inspection. a slight retch] I don’t like it.
M: A poo sandwich? How can you not like a poo sandwich!?
S: I just don’t. No [dry retch] no! I don’t like it!

Even after being assured it wasn’t realllly a poo sanga he wouldn’t touch it. And he did dry retch quite a bit. Especially when it became apparent Mo, DOES like a poo foccacia. I will say, this incident hasn’t stemmed the poo sandwich tide but it is now followed by, “not really, Mo will have it!”

Is IS all about the comedy in this house and as you can see, his delivery will take some perfecting.

Til then, we fervently hope you all have poo in your hair! bwahahahahahahaha

Spike’s Equally Hilarious Mother xo

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Out Of The Mouths Of…

Posted on May 13th, 2010 by Spike.
Categories: 3 yrs, Uncategorized.

Playing with his train set – THIS conversation began.

Spike: “I was born in the street.”

S: “I know!”

And we thought that whole, “where do babies come from” thing was going to be awkward.

Spike’s Informed Mother xo

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Out of the Mouths of…

Posted on March 6th, 2010 by Spike.
Categories: 3 yrs.

“Hey Daddy, I’ve got a song for you.

Yankee Doodle stuck a fluffer in his hat and yelled at macaroni…

Papa teached it to me.”

“I’ll have to thank Papa, won’t I?”

“Yes.

Again?”

Ooooh, Yankee Doodle went to town….

Pavarotti’s Mumma xxxx

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Today’s conversation.

Posted on November 9th, 2009 by Spike.
Categories: 3 yrs.

“Mum, say $4.”
“4 dollars.”
[A bang of the gavel]
“Soooold!”

“Say $8.”
“$8!”
[A bang of the gavel]
“Soooold!”

“Mum, say 12 dollars, fifty.”
“12 buck fiddy!”
[A bang of the gavel]
“Sooooold!”

I don’t know what I’m buying but he’s the busiest and pushiest auctioneer I’ve encountered.

“Mum, say $20.”
“$20.”
“No wait, can I have a moustache?”
“Of course.”
[choose appropriate moustache.]

“Ok, now say, $40 dollars.”
“Things are getting expensive.”
“Just say it please. Quickly, before it gets sold.”
“”$40, no, $45!”
“SOOOOOOOOLD!”

heh!

And this pic has nothing to do with today, but shows his more normal side. Just hanging out with Parkie. Ain’t she a peach? (You may notice the absence of lip-fuzz)

Happy Movember everyone.

Spike’s Mum and ‘Tache wrangler xxoo

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