Justin-isms

After reading this entry on my brother-in-law Mark's blog, I was inspired to add some funny quotes of my own to my blog. Unfortunately my daughter is a long way from talking, so these quotes come from my husband, the other child in the house. :)

Justin has a habit of talking in his sleep. (and don't worry... I made sure it was okay with him to post this!) Since Claire has been born, the occurrence of these episodes has increased. I keep thinking that I need to write these down when he says them. There are so many that I can't remember, but here are a couple that stand out.

One night, I had just gotten back into bed after feeding Claire when she started to cry. I knew she probably just needed her pacifier, so I asked Justin if he could go in and soothe her. He said he would and sat up on the side of the bed. He just kept sitting there and so I said, "Justin, can you please go in there?" He started messing with something, but since it was dark, I couldn't tell what he was doing. After another minute or so, I started to get frustrated that he wasn't going in her room so I again said, "PLEASE go in there." He said, "I'm trying." Obviously he wasn't trying and I was getting mad. I asked him again to go in there and then he started getting frustrated, telling me again that he was trying. I finally gave up and just went in there myself. When I came back to bed, Justin was asleep. The next morning I asked him what the deal was and why he wouldn't go in Claire's room. He started to laugh and explained to me that after I left to go into Claire's room, he woke up and realized that he had grabbed a pair of jeans out of the hamper and, thinking Claire was in his lap, proceeded to try to swaddle her by carefully folding up his jeans. I guess that's what he meant by "I'm trying."

Before I tell this next story you need to know that a cannula is that plastic tube that wraps around Claire's face to provide her oxygen. Last night I returned to bed after feeding Claire and Justin started talking but I couldn't understand anything he was saying. The only word I could make out was 'cannula.' Knowing how he is in the middle of the night, I figured he was talking in his sleep, but I didn't know for sure, so I said, "Cannula?" His response was, "No, spicy cannula." I knew he was asleep because I started cracking up and he didn't say a thing. :)

Justin and I were talking this afternoon about how we need to start some Christmas traditions of our own now that we have our own family. I suggested that we should sit down as a family on Christmas Eve and read the Christmas story, to which Justin replied, "Do we have that book?" (Oh.. and he was wide awake when he said that!)