My Little Crumb Cake

I miss my Crumb Cake (Skippyjon Jones, of course)!  Today was supposed to be our first soccer game (his first to play, my first to coach in a long time).  He is at Amanda's, and because it got rained out I didn't get to see him.  So between that and the Thomas the Train stories below, I got to thinking about little Billy and the Billy-isms I'll always remember.  Like:

Instead of "Chaaarrrrggge", he'd yell "Georrrrgggge!"

One day he asked for Barbie-yuke sauce (barbeque sauce).

When he was three, anytime something bad happened "a dinosaur did it."

When he'd get excited, he'd make a humming/growling noise.

He introduced himself to everyone: "I'm Billy Hamilton, and I have brown shoes."  Now it is "I'm Billy.  Know what I'm going to be?  A Scientist!"

When you ask if he needs help, he is so independent and says "I'm fine.  or Got it, got it, got it."

On autumn Sundays, he'd always nap on Daddy's lap while watching football.

I was video taping him once and I asked him to say "cheese", and he got up and ran to the fridge for some cheese!

I'll have to keep adding to this as I think of them!  Feel free to add any you remember in the comments below-it is amazing how fast I forget all of these funny stories and I want him to have them to read someday!