Mason-isms

• After bath time, Mason comes into Sage's room while I'm getting her in her jammies. He has been having this conversation with Nic in the other room and wants to tell me about it.
  Mason (pointing to his nipples): "Mommy I have these on my body. So does Daddy and Sagie and Nell Nell. So does Mommy. Hers go boing boing and Mommy uses hers to feed Sagie milk. My (I) don't want to use mine to feed Sagie. Mine are just little. They don't feed Sagie." (Mine go "boing boing"? Should I have that checked out?)
• Mason was trying to ask me about a helicopter and if it was landing over our house or something like that. I wasn't entirely sure what he was saying and he was getting frustrated until he finally said, "Mommy! Tell me the truth!"
• Mason: "Mommy? You be dead and your eyes turn red and you snap books on frogs?" (What??? No idea where he got that from.)
• Sage: Babbling. Mason: "Sagie is saying 'I love you brother and you are awesome!'"
• We were at the Huntsman center having dinner with Nic and a nice elderly man, dragging around an oxygen tank, was talking to Mason about the impending storm outside. After their little conversation Masons says, "Excuse me. Is that (pointing to the oxygen tank) to spray people with?" The man just laughed and got on the elevator.
• The other day Mason was outside playing with some of the neighbor boys. As he as coming in the house I heard one of the boys yell, "I love you Mason" and without skipping a beat Mason called back, "I love you too Tavis!" Must have been a great play session.
• I was trying to reach something that was high up and Mason informed me, "Mommy, you'll never be big like Daddy. I eat lots of food and I'll be big like Daddy. You are just small."
  

• The other day we were going to the bank. When we pulled into the parking lot Mason asked, "Is this the bank?" "Yes." "Are there lots of piggies in there?"

• Mason kept pointing to his cheek saying, "Look mommy! I'm growing a horn like daddy!" "You mean a mole?" "Yeah. A mole. Like daddy!" Nic says that now he know what Mason really thinks of him.
• We use the doors on Mason's closet to display his art work. The other day I found Mason standing in front of it, hands on his hips, with a scrutinizing look on his face. I asked him what he thought of his work. He said, "Its. AWESOME!"