our weekend in Piggyisms

After getting sick in the middle of the night:

“Make a mess, mama. I sorry.”

 

Upon spotting some windmills during a drive up the canyon:

“Whoa. Y! Big Y! Go Cougars!”

 

After losing sight of the windmills when we go around a bend, then spotting them again:

“More! More windmills!”

 

After waking up in the middle of the night in our tent while camping:

“Go outside! See mama!”

(Uh, mama is right here…)

“Outside! OutSIIIIIDDE!!”

(No, it is cold and dark and we are not going outside.)

“Hold you! Hold you!”

(Hysterical crying until I get out of my sleeping bag and hold him.)

 

In a delighted tone when dawn breaks over the campground:

“Awake, mama! I awake!”

 

Good times.