First 'funnee' of the morning was A; who is doing so fantastically well with her potty training that she even likes to empty the potty herself into the toilet, did a huge wee and then proceeded to trip over with the potty in her hands and .. well .. you can imagine the rest.
Then I am trying to get a tired and grumpy L in the shower with protests of "why do I always have to get washed, why can't I just be dirty!" When he came out of the shower in a slightly better mood, I told him to sit in a rather stern voice so I could help him with his socks and when he did, I jokingly patted him on the head and said "good dog". His reply was to tell me to "stop making him feel like another person" rather crossly. I questioned this and he said that I do it all the time, making him feel like a dog or a cat or an elephant. I asked him why and he shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't know, but I just did.
We finally get into the car and R asks me if he can have a pick axe for Christmas this year. A pick axe? I did of course ask him why and he told me that he wants to be able to chop things. I may have looked a little concerned at this point as he assured me that he didn't plan to chop any people with it, just trees and things. Phew, that's a relief, I was beginning to worry there for a moment.
Do you have mornings like this or is it just me?