Cullen-isms

Cullen comes up with some pretty hilarious stuff. My mom constantly tells me to 'write it down or else you'll forget it', so here is my attempt to document.

 Cullen: I need PRIVACY! (every time he goes potty)

Cullen: Daddy can do it, but mommy can't do it. It's ok mommy, you can try again tomorrow (when I was cutting up his food).

Cullen: I think the doggy ate PaPa's mustache (when my dad shaved his mustache)

Cullen: This holiday coming up is called clementines (when talking about Valentines Day)

Cullen: Maybe when I get older, I will like...sushi, yellow yogurt, onions, champagne. You name it, this is his favorite line lately.

Me: You are 3 feet, 1 inch.
Cullen: No, mommy. I have 2 feet. I do NOT have 3 feet (when measuring him on 1/22/13).

Me: Quit eating your boogers, please.
Cullen: I eat my boogers cause I'm a horse.

Cullen: Stay in my bed for 33 more minutes (during bedtime). About a month ago, it was 1 more minute. Now we hear 27 more minutes or 59 more minutes. 

He is the master of trying to delay bedtime. He tried "I need to throw up" last week (very effective), then proceeded to hold his head over the toilet and laugh. He tried "I'm really sick" the next night, which didn't work as well.

Cullen can name all 32 NFL teams and recognizes all of their logos/helmets. He has mini-helmets of all the teams and he's obsessed with them. His dad has completely brainwashed him. He calls the Chiefs the "Cheeks" and the Panthers the "Pampers". He also has been known to call his poop a "Falcon" (if you know Andrew's disdain for this team, you'll understand).
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQjV9AH5a2U

Cullen is also obsessed with numbers. He talks about them constantly and counts everything. He can count up to 50. I guess he got some of those CPA genes from me (poor thing).

Potty training has been a nightmare. He has been sort-of potty trained for about 6 months now. The progress has been slow and there are still lots of accidents. Last week, Andrew asked him why he went in his pants instead of the potty, and he said "I did it on purpose". He hates going on the potty and will hardly ever tell us when he needs to go. If we manage to get him on the potty, he'll always go though. I'm just not sure when it's going to click.

Cullen, Thanks for keeping us on our toes and making us laugh everyday.